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c port - xavy rusan lyrics

[*clapping*]

[verse]
my weed roll tighter than the towels at the hotel
six figure, meet, and in the mornin’, hope it go well
i am nothin’ like these other n*ggas that you know well
icey with my wifey, talkin’ spicier than rotel
drum circle shawty, got it kickin’ like i’m ryu
straight up out that missisippi, hotter than the bayou
pinky with my menace, it’s a blessin’ if i’m by you
you could never be me, don’t know why the h*ll you try to
i hit the scene, clean as a whistle, baby, i’m listerine
drippin’ clean, n*ggas start losin’, they get to switchin’ teams
peep the precision, i’m never missin’, i’m sharp shootin’
we big steppin’ and yacht ridin’, you carpoolin’
i’ve been the greatest, ain’t no motherf*ckin’ doubt about it
grab the mic and draw a crowd around it, had a time to stound it
ain’t gotta tell ‘em, you could see this sh*t in real time
these n*ggas never had a flow, they tryna steal mine
i keep it cooler than the milwaukee winter
let me slide through and smack it, play some field hockey with her
been through the flames, and i’m still not a quitter
not a dollar to your name, but you still got a twitter
make me understand, aboriginal, my n*ggas run the land
run your mouth, and gon’ they probably make you do the runnin’ man
if a quarantine couldn’t stop a n*gga, nothin’ can
make me wonder if i’ll truly ever give a f*ck again
nothin’ new beneath the sun, same sh*t i been doin’
settin’ trends, n*ggas doin’ everything they friends doin’
always been a leader, me, i live above the influence
smokin’ dope all by my lonely, nothin’ new, i’ve been truant
why you speakin’ ‘bout that sh*t if you ain’t never been through it?
square proof circle, i could never let you into it
n*gga, get to yappin’, they might hit you with the chin music
juice man in my city, i might let my friends use it
arguin’ ‘bout top fives, never brought no stress to me
it don’t matter how you write, gum, all them n*ggas l*stin’ me
i’ve been in the game, earnin’ stripes, i’m like a referee
lately i been everything them haters thought i’d never be
these n*ggas ain’t hard to me, that really ain’t hard to see
slide through savanna, me and bama playin’ card of three
that was back in ‘09, told ‘em then i’d be the man
whould’ve thought they f*ckin’ with a country n*gga in j*pan
got ‘em in they feelings, you know me, though, i just fill the stands
gotta keep ‘em guessin’, know they hopin’ imma steal the plans
peep the way we livin’, i be sucker duckin’, flyin’ high
laughin’ at them doubters, blowin’ doge and while i’m ridin’ by
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- xavy rusan lyrics

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