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NO FLOCKING

VIDEO

Got It Good (Prod. Russ)

im coming...

LYRICS : 

I pay my dues and get paid for it too
The outcome of my input
Is my favorite view
I do the work of two and half men
Like Charlie Sheen
This is what you get
When you don't care about the party scene
So pardon me
If I don't really look amused
I'm just shootin for the masses
Like I'm tryna make the news
All this winning by myself
Got these labels all confused
I should do a deal with a Nike
Cuz these checks are comin soon
Oo
Am I the only one lifted
The money ain't as fun
When you're the only one with it
I needa smaller table and a bigger fence
I see these leeches campin out
It's like they live in tents
I'm too advanced for your advances
Man I'm feelin godly
Russ is the wave
Nah Russ the tsunami
Te quieres casara conmigo
Yea they want me
This is for my Spanish girls in Brooklyn screaming papi
Everybody's in the same game
Different levels with it
Same hell
Different devils with it
Lemme tell you how my life feel
This past year has felt like a high light reel
I chew my beats
And I spit out anthems
If you wanna stand out gotta be outstanding
I know what I gotta do
To make my mom stop crying
Trying times doesn't mean it's time to stop trying
I'm flying with wings
That grew from leaps of faith
Feelin star struck every time I see my face
Oh that's crazy talk ain't it
I'm just gassed off my drive tho
Whole album fire
I might call the shit pyro
I could go to Saudi
Make 20 racks a night
By the time this comes out
It's probably 5 times the price
5 mics use to mean something
Nowadays I don't give a fuck
About your magazine it means nothing
I change the world by example
Not by my words
I move around with a handful of people
That know they worth
Ain't no playin us
We were born to make a dent
We understand that there's way more to life
Than just paying rent
But speaking of rent
I think we bout to lose the house
Think they repoing the cars
Think we gotta sell the couch
Think they cuttin off the lights
Think they turnin off the water
And I'm still turnin down every single label offer
Top prospect
Projected high draft pick
I'm in my own league tho
Own my own team tho
Making hooks like lay ups
And verses like free throws
I beat the game and I ain't even use a cheat code
You hatin from the stands
I'm ballin out
Peep the seats tho
Too young for this wisdom
Make them wanna check ID tho
I been psychic
Motherfuckers doubted
I suggest you listen when I talk
And shut yo mouth it's
Very evident I know some shit you don't
What you gonna do if they don't send a boat
Better learn to swim lil guppy

Tsunami (Prod. Russ)

yung god.....

additional vocals by Emmanuel Davis

LYRICS : 

Yung God when I ride up 
Not too many that can fuck with me
Never hung up on the bullshit
I cant afford that type of luxury
Howd I get so faded
Howd I get so faded
Im boutta do a show in Paris
I swear Im feelin like I made it

Makin deposits off of bein a prophet
Turnin visions into riches way too big for my pockets
Baby girl Im a star
I suggest you acknowledge 
While you were scalin out your pride
I was weighing my options 
Like aint no room in my pictures for bitches I end up croppin
Ive been movin and flippin and livin life like Im poppin
Im the yung yacht owner
Bitch and Im not sober
Yea they had me on probation but ill be done in Cctober 

You dont have to love me love me 
But you gon have to fuck with me 
You dont have to love me love me 
But you gon have to fuck with me

Yung God when I ride up 
Not too many that can fuck with me
Never hung up on the bullshit
I cant afford that type of luxury
Howd I get so faded
Howd I get so faded
Im boutta do a show in Paris
I swear Im feelin like I made it

Society tryna reduce me to simplicity
But little do they know that Im designed by the divinity
Not wrapped up in your rules
Im intertwined with the infinity
Baby close your eyes 
Youll realize that youre feelin me 
Sip G-I-N
Flip these problems
Flip these hoes into 16's ahhh shit
Howd I get so faded 
Howd I get so faded

You dont have to love me love me
But you gon have to fuck with me
You dont have to love me love me
But you gon have to fuck with me  

Yung God (Prod. Russ)

my streak is impossible to break....

LYRICS : 

Tours overseas
Couple million on the table
By the time I'm 24 I'll be sellin out staples
I got big plans
Sing and rap
I can switch hands
Crossover killer
Labels know that I'm the hitman
Women all on me
Tryna give me sex favors
Take your clothes off you're a starter not a bench player
Then I gotta go
I won't say I'm heartless
But after dating hoes
I began to use my heart less
Had to pump the brakes
Cuz my drive got GPS
Sometimes I feel like the only real genius left
I'm tryna hit the blunt with Snoop on GGN
Even my blind hoe say she wanna see me win
Even my ex girl got my old CD in
Rotation you gon wish you didn't leave me when
I go and cop a little mazzi maybe cut the roof off
Cuz I'm all about the drop like EDM
I got my first arena show
I'm on the flight there now
I use to dream about the life that I'm livin right now
Makin money in abundance
Cuz I do so much for free
I don't work for the money
I make the money work for me
But the family going through it
That's a lotta my stress
Momma asking where's my iTunes and Spotify checks
It's funny cuz she use to ask when I was goin back to classes
Now I'm paying off her debts off of melodies and raps
It's fun takin south beach trips every month
Spend a mortgage on my sister by the time we eat lunch
Just to let her know no matter what her big bro got her
No dudes can trick on her
No Harlem globetrotters
Entry into my circle is more selective than a Rhodes scholar
Ship is sailing already so don't bother
But I do business
So if it makes sense
We can talk change
Just play your role and do it well just be like John Wayne
I'm Tom Hanks except I always remain captain
In Atlanta I don't dance but I always remain snappin
Cash in quantity
In less than a year I dropped your favorite rappers entire discography
I did every single beat
I mixed every single song
Walked in as the opener
But turned it to sing a long
Rapping on my beats got it sounding like a gospel
I take my hotel rooms and I turn em to a brothel
Women in rotation
Made it out the basement
Bank account lookin like a fucking donation
No amazement
I been patient
I've been cookin for so long I swear that I can taste it
This is laced with
Yung DiMaggio
My streak is impossible to break
Dropping hits everytime I'm at the plate
I might go away soon tho
Strategize the debut
Link with label
I see y'all playin I'm tryna play too

Just know I know what I'm doing and Imma always call the shots...


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