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rec center - xavy rusan lyrics

[chorus: xavy rusan]
look, wantin’ a way, i made a way
carved my lane, i paved the way
drew it up nice, i made the play
what a good day to get paid today
wantin’ a way, i made the way
carved my lane, i paved the way
drew it up nice, i made the play
ball on a f*ck n*gga, fadeaway, ay, ay
ball on a f*ck n*gga, fadeaway, ay
ball on a f*ck n*gga, fadeaway, ay
ball on a f*ck n*gga, fadeaway, ay, ay
ball on a f*ck n*gga
[verse 1: xavy rusan]
uh, n*gga, on my mama, i’ma need all them commas, tell ’em all stall that drama
long*turn smoke like an all*day sauna, fried, what the f*ck’s on nun?
feelin’ like f*ck my lungs and i’m feelin’ like f*ck y’all, too
man, i don’t care what y’all do, better have my check with enthusiasm
finna make a cool n*gga get moody at ’em, i’m a wholе ass trip, i’m a expedition
play it once, bеtter get a extra listen, cool as a unused pillow side
we vilified, but we still a ride, it ain’t sh*t, no pepto
made plays with the petro, talkin’ to a doer, not a preacher
booin’ in the street like i’m boomin’ in the speaker
truest in the game, still a student and a teacher
f*ck with a n*gga like a state trooper
grown*ass lame, you a late bloomer
fly as a young n*gga oughta be, my feature price like a law degree
i make real n*gga anthems, turn foes into phantoms (huh)
turn words to a good life, (what?) really is what it look like (okay)
got a n*gga shook like, hit him with the hook like, uh

[chorus: xavy rusan]
look, wantin’ a way, i made a way
carved my lane, i paved the way
drew it up nice, i made the play
what a good day to get paid today
wantin’ a way, i made the way
carved my lane, i paved the way
drew it up nice, i made the play, ay
ball on a f*ck n*gga, fadeaway, ay, ay
ball on a f*ck n*gga, fadeaway, ay
ball on a f*ck n*gga, fadeaway, ay
ball on a f*ck n*gga, fadeaway, ay, ay
ball on the f*ck n*gga
[verse 2: witchitaw slim]
yeah, yeah
tryna get a new s4, keep it low, keep swift, i gotta move, let’s know (alright)
hop up in the smooth, press go, every stoplight, makin’ sure my tune turned on
could never go broke tryna chase no jones
’bout every move i make, they trace my phone
if it ain’t face*to*face, ain’t nothin’ goin’ on
if you can’t match the pace, our work won’t take you
give a b*tch no life alert, can’t save you
better ask jesús if that’s your savoir
when i was broke like legs on dinin’ room tables
once a while, i eat, but still unstable
there weren’t no friends or bros or next*door neighbors that i could call upon and ask no favors
so when i get on, it’s amount of stuntin’ i gotta do
every point like credit, i gotta pool
been appointed as head of the state, found out i’m a jewel
i was pushin’ this long as it takes ’til i got a groove
can’t abandon how the home plate raised you
keep it cool ’cause there, it ain’t that major
feel like michael scott, i love this paper
so much, i can’t delay
i got things to say, ’cause once you made a way, then can’t nothin’ phase you
you gotta make a way, then can’t nothin’ phase you, let’s go

[chorus: xavy rusan]
look, wantin’ a way, i made a way
carved my lane, i paved the way
drew it up nice, i made the play
what a good day to get paid today
wantin’ a way, i made the way
carved my lane, i paved the way
drew it up nice, i made the play
ball on a f*ck n*gga, fadeaway, ay, ay
ball on a f*ck n*gga, fadeaway, ay
ball on a f*ck n*gga, fadeaway, ay
ball on a f*ck n*gga, fadeaway, ay, ay
ball on a f*ck n*gga
[verse 3: tilden parc]
my turn, haha
give a f*ck ’bout you feelin’ me
i’m in here healin’ my enemy (sheesh)
my phone been on dnd, up, it’s not nan n*gga reachin’ me
my life been teachin’ me
and you know i come from where them trenches be
i get income and income and then some, i split some with day ones that split some
got blue bill, blow smoke screen, got green thumb, my n*gga, come get with me
i’m laid up with a pretty thing, checkin’ the temp with me, she get the bills with me
i keep this trip through the length of me
she just told me that she want the length of me
but that’s just a friend in me
it’s n*ggas that don’t even know me but act like we enemies
tell me, how the f*ck is we enemies?
you should loosen that grip on your jealousy (ya)
but i’m not one to talk ’cause my foot where they neck would be
so can’t n0body question me
everything i’m doin’ cost a premium
n*ggas gettin’ by on bare minimum
but i’ve been doin’ me, i don’t need the love
i ball on a f*ck n*gga, fade away
made a way for me, keep the fade from me

[chorus: xavy rusan]
wantin’ a way, i made a way
carved my lane, i paved the way
drew it up nice, i made the play
what a good day to get paid today
wantin’ a way, i made the way
carved my lane, i paved the way
drew it up nice, i made the play
ball on a f*ck n*gga, fadeaway, ay
ball on a f*ck n*gga, fadeaway, ay
ball on a f*ck n*gga, fadeaway, ay
ball on a f*ck n*gga, fadeaway, ay, ay
ball on a f*ck n*gga

[outro: xavy rusan, tilden parc]
fadeaway (yeah, wave)
fadeaway (yea*a*ah)
f*fadeaway (wave, yea*a*a*ah)
f*f*fadeaway

- xavy rusan lyrics

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