CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : No No
[Verse 1: Russ]
Ok I’m settling into my executive air
Artists bring in the table these labels pulling the chair up
I’m a genie in a bottle for my mom Aguilera
She gets assists from her son but I don't need Santa Clara
I dropped out I was a Maverick I still am
Look at my net I just made another million
I’ve been going crazy people try to play me
I became the hero that I needed and I saved me
I’m moving on God’s time
Darkness makes the stars shine
Y’all be thinking speed bumps to stop signs to guidelines
I’m just trying to write rhymеs
Make hits get money takе trips
You girl knows that I stay sharp now you bae-less
Skips town with me gets down with me
Make these bitches go crazy it’s like Chris Browns with me
Rappers fighting over crumbs without a toaster on the hip
I got a toaster in the crib I ain’t called for this shit (no no)
[Hook: Russ]
I know way too much to ever give up what I got going (no no)
Everything and that they gonna say something to stop me from growing (no no)
I know way too much to ever give up what I got going (no no)
Everything and they gonna say something to stop me from growing (no no)
[Verse 2: Papoose]
I’m dressed in more sharp gators look like they fresh out a’ small swamp
Drunk driver swallowing Hennessey on the Cross Bronx
Albert Einstein of the urban ghetto but more sharp
Won’t sell explicit rap but they sell guns at Walmart
Kill so many rappers this year I’m breaking the law god
Homicide tracing the bodies they need some more chalk
Guerilla warfare shots ricochet the floor sparks
Be proactive you can’t stop it after the war starts
The Hammerhead, Great White, Tiger, you just a small shark
Def poetry writer reinstating a lost art
Fee-fi-fo I’m a rap giant my walk stomps
Cast a shadow total eclipse making the world dark
Mental institutions they can’t contain me get tore apart
Doses of medication written across the wall chart
You dad a simp you was a simp’s son before Bart
Dedicated king with a large throne and a pure heart
[Hook: Russ]
I know way too much to ever give up what I got going (no no)
Everything and that they gonna say something to stop me from growing (no no)
I know way too much to ever give up what I got going (no no)
Everything and that they gonna say something to stop me from growing (no no)
Ok I’m settling into my executive air
Artists bring in the table these labels pulling the chair up
I’m a genie in a bottle for my mom Aguilera
She gets assists from her son but I don't need Santa Clara
I dropped out I was a Maverick I still am
Look at my net I just made another million
I’ve been going crazy people try to play me
I became the hero that I needed and I saved me
I’m moving on God’s time
Darkness makes the stars shine
Y’all be thinking speed bumps to stop signs to guidelines
I’m just trying to write rhymеs
Make hits get money takе trips
You girl knows that I stay sharp now you bae-less
Skips town with me gets down with me
Make these bitches go crazy it’s like Chris Browns with me
Rappers fighting over crumbs without a toaster on the hip
I got a toaster in the crib I ain’t called for this shit (no no)
[Hook: Russ]
I know way too much to ever give up what I got going (no no)
Everything and that they gonna say something to stop me from growing (no no)
I know way too much to ever give up what I got going (no no)
Everything and they gonna say something to stop me from growing (no no)
[Verse 2: Papoose]
I’m dressed in more sharp gators look like they fresh out a’ small swamp
Drunk driver swallowing Hennessey on the Cross Bronx
Albert Einstein of the urban ghetto but more sharp
Won’t sell explicit rap but they sell guns at Walmart
Kill so many rappers this year I’m breaking the law god
Homicide tracing the bodies they need some more chalk
Guerilla warfare shots ricochet the floor sparks
Be proactive you can’t stop it after the war starts
The Hammerhead, Great White, Tiger, you just a small shark
Def poetry writer reinstating a lost art
Fee-fi-fo I’m a rap giant my walk stomps
Cast a shadow total eclipse making the world dark
Mental institutions they can’t contain me get tore apart
Doses of medication written across the wall chart
You dad a simp you was a simp’s son before Bart
Dedicated king with a large throne and a pure heart
[Hook: Russ]
I know way too much to ever give up what I got going (no no)
Everything and that they gonna say something to stop me from growing (no no)
I know way too much to ever give up what I got going (no no)
Everything and that they gonna say something to stop me from growing (no no)
