Live Slow or Die Fast - Russ

Yeah, you right, you right

Just keep that

Haha, yeah

I’m caught up in a whirlwind

Wondering if this world ends

Will I be a dinner conversation up in heaven?

Biggie pass the cheese, Lennon pass the weed

Talk about this dude named Russ, he’s a legend

Don’t you wanna let him know?

He needs it right now

Feel like I’m lost at sea with no lighthouse

I’ve been in the wrong place

Chilling with the right crowd

Tryna make it back home before my life times out

Back to making beats, blowing weed, getting turnt up

City of Atlanta where the kush gets worshiped

Bet you I’ll be first up when they say it’s my time

50−50 chance that I’ll have to use a lifeline

But the only friend that I’ve got is this white wine

So I guess dancing by myself across this fine line

In between a white lie and a big black hole

Looking at the world through the eyes of a tadpole

Live slow, you can die fast

Just pour up more cups, don’t ask

Sip slow, recline back

Pop another cork, let the storm blow past

Live slow, you can die fast

Just pour up more cups, don’t ask

Sip slow, recline back

Pop another cork, let the storm blow past

Yeah, and it’s warm night but I got a cold heart

Surrounded by angels with dirty faces like Humphrey Bogart

Gang of wolves like I’m Mozart

Coming Straight From Limbo

Would you like to see a postcard?

Let them psychical, everything is mental

Let them make sense like a Catholic in a temple

But I got drive, you just living off a rental

You’ll be stuck in Central while I’m intercontinental

Doing monumental shows but sometimes I get caught up

In this sense of urgency I seem to get my thoughts stuck

I call it burglary, to date is such a blur to me

I always rob the present 'cause I’m focused on the thought of

The future and how or when it’s gonna pop up

Where I’m gonna be and why’d it take so long to product

Or being too productive really fucked me 'cause it obstructs

Any kind of sanity until my mind is clock struck

Live slow, you can die fast

Just pour up more cups, don’t ask

Sip slow, recline back

Pop another cork, let the storm blow past

Live slow, you can die fast

Just pour up more cups, don’t ask

Sip slow, recline back

Pop another cork, let the storm blow past

Live slow, you can die fast

Just pour up more cups, don’t ask

Sip slow, recline back

Pop another cork, let the storm blow past

Yeah, hahaha

Straight From Limbo’s the mindset motherfuckers

I’m still in it

Please keep it

35 minutes, call now motherfucker