Back From London Freestyle Lyrics

Back From London Freestyle - Russ

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Every once in a while I gotta just pop out and let y’all know what time it is (Let y’all know what time it is)

Yeah

Okay, the climb that I’ve undertaken, pray that I don’t slip slowly

Or get thrown off the top like I’m Mick Foley

My big homie was trial and error

My life looks like God heard me reciting my prayers

No divide unless it’s DIEMON dividin’ the shares

I’m cool with me, I ain’t scared to lock eyes in the mirror

These dudes is local, they be wrapped up in the usual

The World Cup is bigger than thе Super Bowl, El stupido

I’m somewherе they need Google for

Vitznau brunch wraps

Their messages are regional, my messages are WhatsApp

That’s why I got the globe shook

My shows are all a zoo

Lone wolf on my hits, dawg

I know that I’m the truth

Rhude sweatsuit match my orange McLaren

Trae Young, I be scorin’ and sharin’ with my team like Mike Breen

They’d let it bang for me

Anyone who aimed for me ended up learning they should’ve shut up as I played Stormzy

On the way to London for a legendary link up

Thinkin’ bout how life is really whatever I think of

Thought I was the man before I ever had a fan, or my own voice

Star in the car before I ever drove a Rolls Royce

I gotta career, these rappers had a year

I felt the heat but as of late, I’ve been movin’ more cavalier

Self appointed king, I know the crown comes with threats

So y’all tryna knock if off, it’s in my heart not on my head though

Good luck, my own money is what I put up

Being a boss suits me to the T like Pusha

Y’all didn’t make me so you wanna break me

Just so you can build me up and finally get to say you made me

That shit is crazy, but welcome to America

Number one exporter of train wrecks and hysteria

Entertainment and drama

Got you messagin’ celebrities more than your mama

People chasin’ commas, me I’m out here chasin’ Nirvana

I told Gianna “Find yourself before you find a man”

I told my mom her next house gonna be on the sand

I told my dad “Play golf, drink, catch a tan”

I told Frank that without him I’m not who I am

I told Bugus “We gon’ do this like we said we would”

I told Milan I haven’t treated him the way I should

I told Amara “You see things the way I wish I could”

I told my whole team “I got us, we gon’ all be good”

Imma pass out envelopes with two milli a piece

So y’all can blow a million and still have a million each

That’s what I see, and from experience I’m good at manifesting

The industry on steroids, we need random testing

How come the likes don’t ever match the impact?

How come the streams don’t ever match the venue?

I might shoot a doc and peel the whole ship back

The labels huddled up like “Russ, we gonna end you”

Fuck it, I just put a Benz in my earlobe

Player and the coach like Pirlo

Bought a Scorpion nicknamed ‘Kevorkian’

But I hope the barrel stays cold, sub zero

I’m the hero of my story

But a villain in yours

Ain’t no limit on my visions, fuck your ceilings and doors

I just stick to the course

I let go and let God

These women tryna ride the wave because I’m singin’ like Rod

This whole game’s a facade

Put the bullshit aside, life is blessed dawg

And as long as I’m playing I’m the best, dawg

I hope you feel the same about yourself

You got next, dawg

Just some shit I had to get the fuck up off my chest, dawg