More songs by RUSSELL!
Description
Vocals, Producer: RUSSELL!
Composer, Lyricist: Gilbert Russell LIantino
Composer, Lyricist: Adam Josh
Composer Lyricist: Gilbert Russell LIantino
Composer Lyricist: Adam Josh
Lyrics and translation
Original
Baby. Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Baby. Come on. Damn. Come on.
Come on, yeah. Back in the six, whoa, whoa. Turn up that bitch, whoa, whoa.
Come on. I just wanna take the fun and stay home, home. Whoa, whoa.
Ay, ain't nothing changed, I've been stacking racks. Locked in, in my habitat.
I just want a couple million dollars, with a fine girlfriend and a tabby cat.
Your entourage hella deep 'round you, but I gotta question where your family at.
905 tatted on my arm, wake the city up, where Brenton at?
I ain't gotta go band for band, I had young homies doing hand to hands.
Thank God I was on the right path, spread my wings and flew and I ain't have to land. Walk in this bitch like I'm Dapper Dan.
Walk in this bitch like I'm Meryl Streep. The baddest bitch, these boys scared of me.
ABG's wanna marry me. Light skins really care for me.
Latinas love me, that's a guarantee. I'm out-rapping y'all with no effort, but I sing on the track like
Mariah Carey. When that boy drop, man, it's kinda scary. Still a king in my town,
RIP to Larry. Know the Cap Yankee hoodie, French Terry, from the B but it ain't
Barry. But shout out to Barry. Come on. Come on, yeah.
Back in the six, whoa, whoa. Turn up that bitch, whoa, whoa. Come on.
I just wanna take the fun and stay home, home. My shorty the finest, yeah. My dogs is riding, yeah.
Shine bright like a diamond, yeah. Tonight I'm on timing, yeah.
I just wanna take the fun and stay home, home.
Whoa, whoa.
Nah, that's fire. That's fire, bro.
Nah, you always been a generational talent, man.
I remember just sitting down and just watching your videos back to back to back.
I remember, I was a real fan. I still am a real fan, you feel me?
So I love to hear that your, your shit is going well, man.
You know, if there's ever anything that I can do to help you push or keep pushing forward, -I'm always with it, bro. -I really hate saying freedom, homie.
Hate saying RIP to homie. Every month I take a loss. Gotta pay the cost to be the, yeah.
Head high, but my spirit low, I gotta smoke a lot to get it off.
Every night I think about my wife, think about my cat, think about my loft.
Big dreams of my dad retired in the Philippines with no worries.
So when you see me kill it on the stage, I don't give these artists no mercy.
I don't give them no time to breathe, y'all motherfuckers ain't worthy.
Been made fun of for a decade now, y'all motherfuckers can't hurt me.
Long as I'm alive, I got my foot on necks, I don't even really wanna be the best. I just wanna make history.
Since '09 I ain't had no rest. On my soul I'ma make it. Make Sammy proud, make Bobby proud.
Put my city on, put my people on. No gas, no brakes, no stopping now.
Come on.
Come on. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.