Written and performed by Jamil Russ
Produced by TheCUT.
Engineered and mixed by Kayin 
Released Jan 27 2023

Lyrics:

[Intro]
I'm just that, just that, Upside Down Guy
Feet is on the ground
While my head stay in the sky
I’m just that, just that, Upside Down Guy
And now, and now, you know 

[Verse 1]
Just so way up
Think this is my way out
What they gonna say now?
“He puttin on a play now?”
Oh they wanna hate now
I just wanna hang round
Homies while I rage 
I ain't fuckin with these lames
I'm a different color shade
Myself is what I remain
All these kids they go insane now
Because I went insane, wow
People know my name now
People know my name now
People know my name
Everybody know my name

[Chorus]
I'm just that, just that, Upside Down Guy
Feet is on the ground
While my head stay in the sky
I’m just that, just that, Upside Down Guy
Every time I come around, man you know I bring the vibes 
I’m just that, just that, Upside Down Guy
Feet is on the ground
While my head stay in the sky
I’m just that, just that, Upside Down Guy 
And now, and now, you know 

[Verse 2]
Just a sensitive and shy dude 
Saw me? Probably high, dude 
I'm not sayin hi dude cause I don't even like you :P
No more mister nice guy
Sicka bein lied to
Thought I was on right route
I was in a cycle
I was in a cycle
Feelin pretty psycho :)
Quicksand/life span, “you betta read ya bible”
The boy is on the rise
Got the signal like Verizon 
Come and take this ride 
Dope shit is on the horizon!

[Chorus]
I'm just that, Upside Down Guy
Feet is on the ground
While my head stay in the sky
I’m just that, just that, Upside Down Guy
Every time I come around, man you know I bring the vibes 
I’m just that, just that, Upside Down Guy
Feet is on the ground
While my head stay in the sky
I’m just that, just that, Upside Down Guy 
And now, and now, you know
I'm just that, ʎn⅁ uʍoᗡ ǝpısd∩
Feet is on the ground
While my head stay in the sky
I’m just that, just that, Upside Down Guy
Every time I come around, man you know I bring the vibes 
I’m just that, just that, Upside Down Guy
Feet is on the ground
While my head stay in the sky
I’m just that, just that, Upside Down Guy 
And now, and now, you know

Upside Down Guy (Prod. by TheCUT.)

...GTHULHU STRIKES...
...No One Will Be Spared...
Artwork by @Sativa_Sole on IG
Featuring Performances by @KevinCook_Music and @Bless-Moet
Featuring Production by @BVTMAN @MikeMedua @JaeSmoove1 MAXMIZACION and Guerrero

WEAPON X w/ Kevin "Kyte" Cook [ prod. @JaeSmoove1 ]

GODFATHER 2 w/ Bless Moet [ prod. @MikeMedusa ]

WHITE TEE POISON [ prod. MAXMIZACION ]

DRAGON SLEEPER [ prod. @BVTMAN ]

C'MON NOW [ prod. @BVTMAN ]

UNLIKELY [ prod. Guerrero ]

[Intro]
 Dior Worthy, Javier Suede
 Dis That Music
 New Dior music
 Butter pecan diamonds look like butterscotch candy

[Hook]
 I can make a ten-piece flip in some Timberlands
 Half a line had me moonwalkin’ in the Sprinter van
Bitch asked who I’m wit, hoe, I’m wit Benjamin
 I’m outside with my Mexicans
Phone jumpin’, it look like Soul Train
 Lean stains on my white Balmain
 Turn the rental car to a soul plane
 She like, “Where we goin’?” Bitch, it’s a road game
She like, “Where we goin’, bitch?”
 It’s a road game
 Yeah, it’s a road game
 Where we goin’, hoe?
 It’s a road game
 It’s a road game

[Verse 1]
 Niggas gettin’ booked for bein’ pussy, let me know
 I’m the type of nigga they gon’ book for the show
 I’m the type of nigga to put that Louis on the low
 I’m the type of nigga to put your hoe on the floor
Fuckin’ with that Mack, talkin’ Mack, shit I’m back to that
 Bottega tags swingin’ like a playground, I’m really that
 I’m really in Paree off E, yeah I’m off of that
 Shawty wanna link, I said tree, bitch I’m fallin’ back
I’m flexin’ with my daughter, just like Kyla Pratt
 One on one, ayy, 1v1
 Cartier frames blue, just like depression
 Hoes seen my fit, she ain’t seein’ no recession
Got her at the pen and she bent like a pretzel
 Fuckin’ on this hoe, bitch, I’m icy like concessions
 Two Tone Rose, black and white like oppression
 So icy, so icy — Slatt!

[Hook]
 I can make a ten-piece flip in some Timberlands
 Half a line had me moonwalkin’ in the Sprinter van
Bitch asked who I’m wit, hoe, I’m wit Benjamin
 I’m outside with my Mexicans
Phone jumpin’, it look like Soul Train
 Lean stains on my white Balmain
 Turn the rental car to a soul plane
 She like, “Where we goin’?” Bitch, it’s a road game
She like, “Where we goin’, bitch?”
 It’s a road game
 Yeah, it’s a road game
 Where we goin’, hoe?
 It’s a road game
 It’s a road game

[Outro]
 Dior Papi, Javier Suede
 This that music, new Dior Papi music
 You already know what it is
 We sendin’ y’all off the road with it — it’s a road game
This our house, this our season
 Spring, summer, winter, fall
 Sit the fuck down, we taught y’all how to ball
Concrete forces drippin’ butter like Bacchanal
 Big B.U.K., you heard me?


ROAD GAME

[Hook]
 Nigga, nigga, march
 Nigga, march, march, nigga
 Niggas in my face
 Hoes up in my way
Nigga, march
 Punchin' on these niggas in they throat, up in they hearts
 Shit, I’m comin’ too mad, too angry, that’s the part
 Tell these niggas march
 Tell these niggas march

[Verse 1]
 Guess I’m a demon, that’s what I fuckin’ heard
 I done put motherfuckin’ pussy ass on a shirt
 He a Pro Club, he a shaka, nigga, to my word
 I’ll take that nigga neck off, send him to the burbs
Niggas talk on papers, I ain’t never here
 I got lemonade all in my fuckin’ ear
 Aye, nigga, I’m in that mode, I feel heartless
 Niggas in my way, hoes up in my face, better march
I’m stompin’ on these niggas, that’s the part
 Opp-stomper, I ain’t got no fuckin’ heart
 Rip up out this Carhartt and tell that nigga march

[Verse 2]
 Fuck that pussy boy, man, that nigga bit the swag
 South Beach Neech with these fuckin’ camo rags
 Goyard duffle bag, I’m really in my bag
 Got these pussy niggas mad, got these pussy niggas mad
Bitch, are you actin’ like a—
 Bitch, are you actin’ like a—
 I’m the best up in the block, I’m the best up in the U
 If them niggas talk to me, they ain’t never come to you
Aye, they dead, boy, they dead, yeah, they dead, boy
 Graveyard, graveyard, they dead, boy
 I’m tryna go platinum, I’m steady tired of rappin’
 I’m ready to punch on niggas, I’m ready to swing up—

[Outro / Chant]
 Nigga, march, nigga, march, march, nigga
 March, march, them niggas in my face, hoes up in my way
Nigga, nigga, march night
 Nigga, nigga, march, nigga, nigga, nigga
 Nigga, nigga, march night
 Nigga, nigga, march, march
Punchin' on these niggas in they throat, up in they hearts
 Shit, I’m comin’ too mad, too angry, that’s the part
 Tell these niggas march
 Tell these niggas march

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