Images - Russ, John Anthony

Images - Russ, John Anthony

Альбом
Straight from Limbo
Год
2013
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
164200

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Russ, John Anthony

These images haunt me

I’m tryna run away

And now they’re tryna taunt me

I’m tryna run away

Drop-top got hot in my mind

You see stop, I see a sign

Livin' the life for the chase of emotions

You waiting in line, I’m just taping the motion

I’m lacing my potion with faith and devotion

You making a wave, I’m making an ocean

I’m giving my soul, taking a toll of who’s real and who’s not and who’s chasing

the goal

These images haunt me

I’m tryna run away

And now they’re tryna taunt me

I’m tryna run away

Yeah, I see the camera, Russ

I see all the flashes as I’m driving round Atlanta

See the future through my glasses

I look down at my steering wheel

Double R’s its feeling real

Louie shades, whole crew is paid

We smoking j’s, you know the deal

But I’m currently on my way there

Asking God if I play fair

Is it possible for these obstacles to be gone by the time I have grey hair

(grey hair)

Just say yeah

I’m about to be worldwide 'cause my beats bounce

This deep south

So you know I keep my purp fried

Search high and I search low

Tryna find a way to make the earth flow to

My circle means business

Urkles keep your distance

Cuz its top secret

Stop peeking

This ain’t for you bitches

This is all inside my mind

In due time I will get my wishes

These images haunt me

I’m tryna run away

And now they’re tryna taunt me

I’m tryna run away

And they say Johny get your work on

7 hours deep at 10 a.m. shirt on

She perfect with them birks on

From here on, to so long

Boy John don’t I lift her emotions up like Vultron

She skirt off I work hard

Zone 3 my graveyard, lanyard

Hanging around my neck my finger itchin around this check

Boy I’m feelin make a million on respect like

Nigga I’m feelin' make a killing on these deaths to whats left

But 8 fingers and 2 thumbs strangle money with no one

with no

Told my mamma I was gonna be famous when I grow up

And now a nigga grew up, but I blew up

Like twin towers, whiskey sours my like

These images haunt me

I’m tryna run away

And now they’re tryna taunt me

I’m tryna run away

These images haunt me

I’m tryna run away

And now they’re tryna taunt me

I’m tryna run away

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