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Russ – Legend Freestyle
راس – افسانه آزاد
A-Ayy, put that away, let’s go to the movies
Milan started a coffee brand (Conductor)
We gettin’ money out in Mexico, we call that Mariachi bands (ha)
Fans surround the van and bang on glass like hockey fans
They say that I’m a legend, I play it cool, but, shit, I probably am (for real)
I used to stranglehold my plans, I left no room for God
I make that cat jump when she sees me like she got Pumas on
If you do me wrong I’m in unforgivin’ mood
I make the music that my younger self would love to listen to
Permission to be myself, but I’m not askin’ no more
I starved myself of self-love, but I’m not fastin’ no more
Tell myself that I’m okay, I’m just workin’ on believin’ it
I see all the love and praise, I’m workin’ on receivin’ it
My happiness is buried deep, I’m workin’ on retrievin’ it
‘Cause thinkin’ that I’m great is vastly different than just bein’ it
Pacin’ ’round my house at 4 AM, I’m restless (yeah)
Drinkin’ water, but the thirst I have for life is quenchless (yeah)
I’m not impressed with editors of Rolling Stone or GQ
Y’all egos crazy if you think that artists actually need you
Y’all don’t move the needle
Only ones who care are other writers (yeah)
Talking crazy ’bout my work (what?), but any day you could be fired
Where the fuck are y’all’s credentials? (Where?)
What the fuck have you written? (Show me)
I wrote a New York Times best seller, y’all’s time is just tickin’ (tickin’)
It’s a different game, adapt, just like the rest of us
Critics can’t take criticism but be the first ones disrespectin’ us, pussies
Cosplayin’ as God like you got power, power
My money long, I can count this shit for hours, hours
Cosplayin’ as God like you got power, power
My money long, I can count this shit for hours, hours (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Milan started a coffee brand
We gettin’ money out in Mexico off music, so, we call that Mariachi bands
Fans surround the van and bang on glass, they like some hockey fans
Say that I’m a legend, I play it cool, but, shit, I probably am
Shit, I probably am
Yeah, one take
Conductor, appreciate you
(Conductor)
(C-C)