Blue Hope - Russ

Yeah, this that shit for your two seater

When you got that bad bitch right beside you

Kna' I’m sayin'

It’s DIEMON kna' I’m sayin'

My nigga Russ kna' I’m sayin'

He killin' the beats kna' I’m sayin'

The hooks, the verses, all that

My nigga Dartlin

My nigga Jalil nigga

That nigga Bugus on their too kna' I’m sayin'

Came through, held it down, ya kna' I’m sayin'

Brought some L’s too

Uh, ok it started back in high school

Wasn’t smoking weed

Cause all my beats would get me high fool

And it’s the same now, the weed just elevates it

Puts me in a spaceship

Man this kush has got me faceless

Anyways, I made a choice to find my passion

Voiced it into action

I was poised but never passive

I went after it and then I mastered it

But Imma' play until my name is in the Raptors bitch

Cause I’m a prodigy

You ought to be

Astonished at my odyssey

Made my own policy

I don’t need apologies

I just need a pile of cheese

So I can take a breather

Yeah got this pile of weed

I still my need some reefer

So roll it up, roll it up

Almost there, tok it up

Stay away from hoes tryna hold you down to hold you up

Yeah you get that?

I said stay away from hoes tryna hold you down to hold you up

I don’t wanna' let this feeling go

The sky is the limit cause the ceilings low

I’ma' be a star that’s real I know

I don’t wanna' let this feeling go

The sky is the limit cause the ceilings low

I’ma' be a star that’s real I know

I’m feeling like it’s go time

I’m nineteen it’s show time

I might scream

If your lines

Get my cream

I’ll go find a pipe dream

Cause I don’t really think you’re fucking with me

I’m talking to the whole world you ain’t fucking with me

So sit tight, make sure you got your grip right

Hold on to your spot cause the flop flops this night

It flips like

Money in my hand you a dumby cause you can be

I think it’s funny get fucked like a Plan B

Cause if you can’t see that Imma' be the greatest

You need to press play on the whole DIEMON playlist

Like damn, sit back and smoke a blunt

I made 60 beats in the past 3 months

So I don’t give a fuck

I work hard to be cocky

You gonna' have to work twice as hard just to stop me

But even at that, I’ll be feeling myself

Cause the money I make, yeah I did it myself bitch

I don’t wanna' let this feeling go

The sky is the limit cause the ceilings low

I’ma' be a star that’s real I know

I don’t wanna' let this feeling go

The sky is the limit cause the ceilings low

I’ma' be a star that’s real I know

Uh, no matter what Imma' be rich forever

So I might as well help a couple birds find a feather

Then proceed to go

Down the easy road

Cause in the past I would pass on my speaking roll

But now I’m acting in my own play

Racking up my own plays

Laughing cause rapping like

What happened to the old days

But fuck my old ways

I’m sippin' on some gochay

And watchin' haters from my class pack the whole place out

It’s gold plates now on the ride shit

Fly in the sky 'til you die from that high shit

And yeah I buy shit for all the times I couldn’t

I’m young, rich and reckless so I’m doing what I shouldn’t, bitch

I don’t wanna' let this feeling go

The sky is the limit cause the ceilings low

I’ma' be a star that’s real I know

I don’t wanna' let this feeling go

The sky is the limit cause the ceilings low

I’ma' be a star that’s real I know

I don’t wanna' let this feeling go

The sky is the limit cause the ceilings low

I’ma be a star that’s real I know

I don’t wanna' let this feeling go

The sky is the limit cause the ceilings low

I’ma be a star that’s real I know