Yeah
Aint no fuckin way Im going back
Got way too much shit to take care of
And Im having way too much fun pissing yall off (hehehe)
Its starting to look real rough out here for yall
Its just the beginning too
Yeah, come on, come on (yeah)
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
To splittin five on McDoubles
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
To when there was no Russ, just Russell
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
To when mom cried so much, it left a puddle
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
But I stay tapped in to that hustle
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
To splittin five on McDoubles
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
To when there was no Russ, just Russell
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
To when mom cried so much, it left a puddle
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
But I stay tapped in to that hustle (Yeah)
I go way harder than most of yall
If one of yall died, wouldnt toast to yall
I dont really care to get close to yall
I live in a gym, Im supposed to ball
Mom was applying for the food stamps
Every night studio boot camps
All I had there was a lot of free time
Cheap wine and my mind and my two hands
And the same confidence that I have right now it was more back then to be honest
Before the world got a hold of me and started controlling me
Now Im more tapped in to the comments, than I should be
I admit that, so fuck yall, give me my dick back
Middle finger gift wrap, for the chit chat
And to anyone thinkin I should quit rap
I aint goin back now (I aint goin back)
To splittin five on McDoubles
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
To when there was no Russ, just Russell
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
To when mom cried so much, it left a puddle
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
But I stay tapped in to that hustle
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
To splittin five on McDoubles
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
To when there was no Russ, just Russell
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
To when mom cried so much, it left a puddle
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
But I stay tapped in to that hustle (Yeah)
Whos in my league? Not you
Who makes your beats? Not you
Who does your hooks? Not you
Bitch Im elite, top 2
And not 2, bitch Im the 1
Its crazy to think that I barely begun
Already on Forbes, already in Staples
I still got 4 years til my twenties are done, Im having my fun
My house is a brothel, Im fuckin her Baptiste, her pussy is gospel
Your life is awful, that aint my fault
Yell at your mirror, go talk to your god
Im not letting up
Fuck how you feel
I got my boots laced and Im out
I threw 20k in my studio; I brought The Blue Flame to my house
I aint goin back, ah (I aint goin back)
To splittin five on McDoubles
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
To when there was no Russ, just Russell
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
To when mom cried so much, it left a puddle
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
But I stay tapped in to that hustle
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
To splittin five on McDoubles
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
To when there was no Russ, just Russell
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
To when mom cried so much, it left a puddle
I aint goin back (I aint goin back)
But I stay tapped in to that hustle