Russ & The Game – Nothin New

Russ & The Game – Nothin New Lyrics

Artist: Russ & The Game
Song: Nothin New

Writin’ raps and watchin’ camera feeds, pistol for my sanity
Lyin’, sayin’, “I’m doin’ fine”, gotta keep the fam at ease
God be havin’ plans for me, I let them reveal themselves
My music is medicine for people tryna heal themselves, feel themselves

I think my confidence be pissin’ a few of you off
But what you hate in me is missin’ in you, and you soft
I be bitin’, I be chippin’ the tooth, while you bark
I’m everything that you be wishin’ was you, but you not

Y’all in a deep sleep, the game ain’t what it seems, peep
They muddy the waters just to try to make it seem deep
Made eight million dollars plus two hundred grand in three weeks
Supermodel suck me clean, I love my little neat freaks

Everyone on my team eats
I employ my comrades, no one’s lookin’ at job ads
Not only have I seen the whole world but we all have, my mom has too
I got a house with a gate and my mom has two (That’s a fact)

I’m the truth, CEO and all my companies succeeded
Hustlin’ until there is no introduction needed
Hit the blunt, I’m weeded, fifth of rum this evenin’
The jig is up, y’all sittin’ up, I’m interruptin’ sleepin’

Ain’t no money in the music, that’s what the industry says
Made twenty million independent, dawg, the industry’s dead
I’m a brand owner, land owner, makin’ money, hand over fits
Never hand over this, are you stupid? Ha

I’ve been tryna keep my cool (Cool), but people keep provokin’ me
I’ve been on the move (Move), you cannot get close to me
Doin’ what I do (Do), step out and they know it’s me
What you wanna do? What you wanna do? (Y’all ain’t talking ’bout sh#t)

Y’all ain’t sayin’ sh#t, y’all ain’t talking ’bout nothin’
I bought a car for everybody, they all came with a button
I showed the world that you don’t have to sell your soul to be somethin’
‘Cause I’m the truth, yeah, this nothin’ new, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

I thought I heard a non-platinum goin’ n#gg#s say somethin’
Heard your album last night, at best it was aight
Got some hoes comin’ over, ain’t sh#t we can play from it
Every other song, you get a Draco and spray somethin’

Raised off Hov and Nas, keep them n#gg#s away from us
Hear the drums on this b#tch and think Dr. Dre comin’
He not, it’s the one man D-Block
In some classic Rebooks, off three shots, feelin’ like 3 ‘Pacs

I f#cked more models than Puff off Ciroc than he did
Ask Drake what I did at his crib Labor Day weekend
I’ve been shot, I’ve been stabbed, still wavin’ this red flag
The man behind Demi Lovato success after rehab

Couple lawsuits, the blocks ain’t lost what we had
I’m like Louis Vuitton stitchin’, b#tch, I get to the bag
Underdog ’til the death of me, the Chronic seed, the sesame
It’s sound classic ’cause I got old Andre Young recipes

Murderin’ beats is like sex to me
f#ckin’ the track is like Yung Miami layin’ next to me
Room dark as Kodak Black when I’m off this ecstasy
That #ss gettin’ Nipsey slapped if that p#ss# testin’ me

So come test me, yuh body flow pon’ the river, n#gg#
Bigger than the lips on ’96 Jigga
And don’t try to twist my words like rollin’ herbs
You drove past my truck, Reasonable Doubt is what your heard, nerds

I see nothin’ but see Urkels in your circle
Diss and I’ma hurt you, pull it and I’ma murk you
Your b#tch see the top of my star, I’m poppin’ her too
Your GoFundMe only did half, she in your hearse too

Open that casket, give that b#stard the church view
He died with your b#tch, yeah, that’s what call the bird flu
Your momma cryin’, thinking ’bout the day you lost your first tooth
All she need is time, I told her, “Patience is a virtue”

I’ve been tryna keep my cool (Cool), but people keep provokin’ me
I’ve been on the move (Move), you cannot get close to me
Doin’ what I do (Do), step out and they know it’s me
What you wanna do? What you wanna do? (Y’all ain’t talking ’bout sh#t)

Y’all ain’t sayin’ sh#t, y’all ain’t talking ’bout nothin’
I bought a car for everybody, they all came with a button
I showed the world that you don’t have to sell your soul to be somethin’
‘Cause I’m the truth, yeah, this nothin’ new, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Hey, Russ
You thought you was gon’ body me on your own shit?
Haha, hell nah, you already know
But I can’t go for that, no, no can do

I can’t go for that, no, no can do
I can’t go for that, no, no can do
I can’t go for that, can’t go for that
Can’t go for that, can’t go for that

I can go for being twice as nice
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From the album:
Focus
Release Year: 2008