Текст песни Russell Coight - Shadow, Huskii

Russell Coight

They wanna talk 'bout—
The— The— These little dogs don’t want it with—
Sin— Sin— Since young, got a, mom didn’t want me—
Sin— Sin— Yo
They wanna talk 'bout trappin', stay cappin', block that noise
These little dogs don’t want it with gang, I go to war and ride for the boys
Since young, got a, mom didn’t want me playin' with toys
All grown up, now we in Oz doin' them trips like Russell Coight
They wanna talk 'bout trappin', stay cappin', block that noise
These little dogs don’t want it with gang, I go to war and ride for the boys
Since young, got a, mom didn’t want me playin' with toys
All grown up, now we in Oz doin' them trips like Russell Coight
Who— Who— Who, when and where?
Just name me a time and place
If you got a price that I think’s too high
You’ll get rolled with a smilin' face (I'm there)
Got big dreams, so I got faith
Don’t try run or you might get laced
Boy, wanna act all hard for the 'Gram?
Up in the streets, wanna hide away
Pussy (Pussy), got somethin' to spill
Thinkin' I won’t, but I will
Most of the scene just wants me to jump on Drill
Already got that skill (Facts)
Stay calm, stay still
Jobs get done for the bills, nothin' but real
Come a long way from the basement
It’s amazing how they stopped getting fucked on the pills
And your bitch wanna give me gobbies
Got packs on packs in the Ford
Everybody know I’m holdin' like commies
Can’t trust no one, might go ghost
Mind of a psycho, comin' like Tommy
Got in a fifty-seven
You don’t want war 'cause we do it properly
Yeah, 'cause we do it properly
They wanna talk 'bout trappin', stay cappin', block that noise
These little dogs don’t want it with gang, I go to war and ride for the boys
Since young, got a, mom didn’t want me playin' with toys
All grown up, now we in Oz doin' them trips like Russell Coight
They wanna talk 'bout trappin', stay cappin', block that noise
These little dogs don’t want it with gang, I go to war and ride for the boys
Since young, got a, mom didn’t want me playin' with toys
All grown up, now we in Oz doin' them trips like Russell Coight
I got opps and I dream they die
I go hard 'til they free my guys
But it hurts when the visit ends
And I go knowin' he’ll never leave in five
But that’s why I be on grind
One day I’ma leave this life
As a kid, couldn’t read or write
But the math’s on point if you need this white
Long— Long— Long drives with F on the M4
These custies never stop beepin' my line
What the fuck would I need a friend for?
Act— Act like I feel alright
But the case I’m facin' makin' my head sore
I remember days bein' dead broke
Gotta re-up, thinkin', «Where has the rent gone?»
Now Versace all in my place
Got Medusa face on the bed on my headboard
Labels tryna sign me
I just had a meeting up on the tenth floor
Run up and down stairs itchy
Still waiting for me to get more
Swear I ain’t made for this rap game
I don’t know why I try and pretend for
All these washed-up flops give the worst advice
But they ain’t done nothin' but bench-warm
I done all this shit myself
Never had no help, didn’t need no mentor
I don’t like being under the spotlight
Why they fuck am I on these meds for?
My life got mental, my friends all left
So now in my head they all dead, gone (Fuck you)
Tak— Tak— Takin' trips, but not acid tabs
Fifteen fitting machines at the tab
Big pack, a rack in a vacuum bag
If I slash this plastic, it’s an avalanche
Got green and white like a Pakistan flag
Just sold a thousand grams while I’m outta town
I’m takin' trips like a caravan
And if I get grabbed, I won’t speak like Mr. Bean
Yeah, that rapper sick, but man iller like Philippines
One— One flip, that’s a million streams
If you carry this brick for me, you’re taking Tiffany’s
just wants to sniff for free
Perth city to S-Y-D
And— And I been chasin' money since fourteen (Facts)
These rappers are like IG before Snapchat
They got no stories (No stories)
I’m in too deep like Dory
I’m in too— in too deep like Dory
All— All of the pain that I caused can’t be fixed by morphine
Pray— Pray— Pray for me
They wanna talk 'bout trappin', stay cappin', block that noise
These little dogs don’t want it with gang, I go to war and ride for the boys
Since young, got a, mom didn’t want me playin' with toys
All grown up, now we in Oz doin' them trips like Russell Coight
They wanna talk 'bout trappin', stay cappin', block that noise
These little dogs don’t want it with gang, I go to war and ride for the boys
Since young, got a, mom didn’t want me playin' with toys
All grown up, now we in Oz doin' them trips like Russell Coight