Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shootin Up, artist - Russ.
Date of issue: 22.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Shootin Up |
Iiii-I-I-Iiii-I-I-Iiii |
Gonna go my own way for now |
'Til the sun goes down on me |
I’m shootin' up this mutha' fukka' |
Yeah, blind faith, that’s the compass |
For this journey that I’m walkin' |
The universe is listenin' |
Watch your tone when you’re talkin' |
Knock, knock, knock, knockin' on the door |
But I been knockin' too long |
So I ain’t knockin' no more |
Imma' bust that shit down |
Maybe book a lil' tour |
Maybe fuck this Puerto Rican |
Maybe fly to New York |
Maybe talk to these labels |
If they offer a lil' more |
Maybe spend the cash wisely |
Or maybe cop the new Porsche |
Maybe blow a couple blunts |
Maybe pop a few corks |
You either listen to the truth |
Or you don’t, it’s your choice |
You either speak the fuck up |
Or you don’t, it’s your voice |
You either get lost in the silence |
Or get lost in the noise |
You either focus on the game |
Or get lost in the points |
You can focus on the pain |
Or turn up and rejoice |
Everybody making change |
Everybody got a choice |
Everybody make a change |
That’s my mutha' fukkin' choice |
Iiii-I-I-Iiii-I-I-Iiii |
Gonna go my own for now |
'Til the sun goes down on me |
I’m shootin' up this mutha' fukka' |
Yeah, if I believed in God |
I would hit God up |
And tell 'em squad up |
There’s a revolution going on |
And you got Russ down here |
Top lieutenant |
I got a mental list of who flopped |
And it’s got you in it |
I got a treasure chest in my soul |
And it’s got loot in it |
Who’s in it? |
I am |
You on the outside |
I let my thoughts run |
And let my mouth fly |
I watch a dawn come |
Cause it’s about time |
Iiii-I-I-Iiii-I-I-Iiii |
Gonna go my own for now |
'Til the sun goes down on me |
I’m shootin' up this mutha' fukka' |
I don’t wanna' feel this way that I’m feelin' |
I was 17 everything I was killin' |
DIEMON was this 2 headed monster |
Everything I saw, I conquered |
I hit a brick wall things started slowin' up |
Russ kicked off, Russ started blowin' up |
I’m 22 now, what you wanna' do now |
Already, I got somethin' new now |
Iiii-I-I-Iiii-I-I-Iiii |
Gonna go my own for now |
'Til the sun goes down on me |
I’m shootin' up this mutha' fukka' |