Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rush , by - Ab-Soul. Song from the album Long Term 1 & 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 05.04.2015
Record label: AAA
Song language: English
Rush |
| I got my mind on the prize, wheels on the roll |
| Eyes to the skies, bless my soul |
| Rush… Rush |
| I was on Avalon, in a Avalon |
| With the window down, two notche for TV on |
| Yeah, that’s what he be on |
| California sunshine, heater on |
| I laid the text but sometimes niggas read it wrong |
| Still a slave to the page, no beeper on |
| If the sky tell lies then let me lie (where?) |
| In the same home that the reaper own |
| Fire, feel the degrees rising in this song |
| Keep the degree pollutin' your speakers till I’m gone |
| Became a tree, mama your seed is growin' |
| Niggas see me, see where I’m going |
| Uphill, and I keep going |
| Through the red lights, through the roadblocks |
| My headlights blind the opposition |
| Ain’t got 200 on the dash but I’m doing half |
| When I roll through the city it gives me a rush, rush |
| Swear to god it makes my adrenaline rush, rush, rush, rush, rush |
| So when you see me in the street I’m always in a rush, rush, rush |
| I’m always in a (yeaaah) rush, rush, rush |
| I’m always in a rush, rush, rush, rush, rush (yeaaah) |
| So when you see me in the street |
| I’m always in a rush |
| Rolling down central, in a bucket but I’m feeling presidential |
| Breaking down swisha’s, filling 'em with indo |
| Ho’s trying to date a nigga like info’s |
| I’m flying right by 'em like holla back |
| Hoping they won’t see me through the tinted windows |
| Bending corners like I ain’t got a bookmark |
| Ain’t got the most paper but I’m booksmart |
| I’m speeding through life like fuck it all (My nigga) |
| I got my word and my fuckings balls (My nigga) |
| And that’s my word I’m a fucking ball (My nigga) |
| Control the earth so I can have a ball (My nigga) |
| I’m moving at a fast pace and I ain’t slowing up for Nathan |
| Paparazzi follow me but they can’t keep up the tape |
| You ain’t talking longterm and you ain’t talking my language |
| Don’t trip, we still popping like a stainless |
| Fo' real |
| When I roll through the city it gives me a rush, rush |
| Swear to god it makes my adrenaline rush, rush, rush, rush, rush |
| So when you see me in the street I’m always in a rush, rush, rush |
| I’m always in a (yeaaah) rush, rush, rush |
| I’m always in a rush, rush, rush, rush, rush (yeaaah) |
| So when you see me in the street |
| I’m always in a rush |
| Del Amo, Del Amo |
| Eyes on the prize, wheels on the roll |
| Eyes to the skies, bless my soul |
| Rush… Rush |