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Yeah They see the Rolls, they move the cones, they got my spot reserved Seven-hundred dollar tips for waiters, man, thank God this worked Used to only have a couple hundred up at SunTrust Told my mom and dad, "Trust your son, I'm the one, Russ" Took a couple side streets, didn't take the main road These employed by their ego gatekeepers do not have gate codes, huh My bad, you see, frustration fuels the flex I do what I can, and I let God just do the rest Pseudo refs don't find the players, that's just gaslightin' Rappers fronted on me, look at them, backsliding, cap sizing I'm in Cap-Martin hoppin' on a yacht You should've built a stronger ship before you went and fired shots, now you sinking Everyone went straight, they looked at me, like, "What you thinking?" My gut is just my turn signal blinking Y'all are local, you can't see beyond your zip code South of France, but I could see Italy out the window Sip slow, life goes fast if you let it And anything I want, I'ma get it 'cause I said it And I said it, yeah, bitch, I said it Self-love is when you look in the mirror and feel respected A few investments that I've made a couple bucks on But my accountant said, "There's no return like a Russ song," and he didn't lie My overhead is lower than the bar y'all got for rappers nowadays I'm losing hope again I'm honing in on self-improvement, though, but y'all are heartless Self-destruction's the bullet, the youth is always the target Your money's soaked in blood, you're rich but at what cost? Rats, snakes, the culture eats itself, dawg, what opps? Right message, wrong messenger, I get it But the truth is still the truth, though, regardless of who said it And I said it, I might regret it, but I said it Heli' to the telly man, that's one hell of an entrance I'm openin' lines of credit, forward-thinking, Wayne Rooney Work-life balance, kick it with my bae like Jake Moody Tipsy off the wine, bumping Nipsey to remind Myself that it's a marathon, it happens in due time 'Til then, I'm playing seas in this terrarium Stars in the ceiling, is this a Rolls or planetarium? Fame is of a varium, I'm still inside the zoo, but this ain't new I've just accepted you won't get my point of view But more importantly, my own understanding means more to me But shout-out to the fans who supported me And like I said, anything I want, I'ma get it 'cause I said it And I said it, bitch, I said it For real
Writer(s): Russell Vitale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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