Lyrics

[Intro: Xavy Rusan] Ayy, yessir Hol' up [Verse 1: Xavy Rusan] Baby, what you panic? Tell me what you thinkin' Tell me what you dreamin', I've been schemin' Lately, I've been tweakin' Lately, I've been feenin' for some meanin', life, what's my purpose? Tryna scratch that surface, find my joyous But they won't employ us, chillin' with my hoyas On that other, just out my shutter You see the gutter, hear the racket where they tote that rachet Where they slay your brother, I just hate it So I get sedated, yeah, I get so faded Out my mental, that instrumental Playin' in my room, playin' out that rental Playin' on my cars, playin' on my hands Don't feed these hoes, I don't feed my nose I don't need no Xans, gotta feed my fam' Swear I be that dude Swear I be that man, but until that Nigga, until that Chillin' with my king, like [Chorus: Xavy Rusan] I've been feelin' like a man, just fly away 'Cause I can't got shit to do but smoke and get high today (Mm-hm) Catch me breakin' swishas, sippin' Liquor in my hideaway 'Cause I don't wanna hear about no murder, no dyin' today (Mm-hm) [Verse 2: Xavy Rusan] And I've been livin' my love And I've been doin' my thang I've been payin' my dues I've been makin' my lane Jobs ain't makin' me rich Checks ain't makin' me ho Shorty been takin' them shots Talkin' 'bout takin' me home Fuck they put in my drink? Got me feelin' myself Thinkin' 'bout droppin' them meds Thinkin' 'bout healin' myself Thinkin' 'bout all my life Niggas ain't want me to thrive Put my life on the line Didn't thank God I'm alive I put that mic in the stand Put that cash in my hand Put that money on your boy I bet he ain't fuckin' with the man (Nah) Ain't no love in the land, that won't know blood on my hands So when I leave out again I just hope my Mom'll understand, like damn [Chorus: Xavy Rusan] I've been feelin' like a man, just fly away 'Cause I can't got shit to do but smoke and get high today (Mm-hm) Catch me breakin' swishas, sippin' Liquor in my hideaway 'Cause I don't wanna hear about no murder, no dyin' today (Mm-hm) [Verse 3: Poodieville] My homie dyin' young, nigga, rest in peace When I think about my nigga, it depresses me Pressin' me to put a fuckin' vest on me It's deaf on me, it's stress on me They testin' me, I never let 'em take me out Never let a pussy nigga hate and get my crown Got that crown, I healed that down Spray that ground, gun him down Spill they round, watch him drown, yeah! Mama still in sorrow Don't know if I'll make it tomorrow Grab the pen, and I mix it with the God flow Niggas know I got the vision, so they follow Call on me The visionary, legendary, heart cold, it's February Very scary, pull up with the mercenary Get him buried, you ain't really with the shits, he's a bitch nigga Got my Liquor, fuck that bitch nigga Got that music, all I need, really Fuck that nigga, he just reekin' Never changed, kept the streets in me Now it's time for that real shit, nigga My heart cold I don't feel shit, nigga I was broke, the CEO got some cope that's sealed, then I band it up real quick, nigga See my Daddy died, that's the worst of vibes I won't lie, shit hurt, I cried Tears fall that'll burn the skies so much hate on my heart when I talk to God I can't talk to God, I gotta talk to Mom Stay up on my grind and keep a clear mind, and just fly [Chorus: Xavy Rusan] I've been feelin' like a man, just fly away 'Cause I can't got shit to do but smoke and get high today (Mm-hm) Catch me breakin' swishas, sippin' Liquor in my hideaway 'Cause I don't wanna hear about no murder, no dyin' today (Mm-hm)