Russ – Still (Audio, Lyrics)

Russ unveils “Still”. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download, read the lyrics to the song self-produced by Russ.

Russ Still

At any time of the day, Russ can be inspired. Days ago, the rapper popped up on Instagram Live late in the evening and told his viewers that he had his head on his pillow and was just about to get some shut-eye when all of a sudden he became inspired to make music. So, naturally, he jumped up and got to work. We can only imagine it is these sorts of times that keep Russ grinding into the midnight hours, giving him a stacked amount of material to choose from for his weekly drop-offs. After sharing “Can’t Be Me” last week, Russ has returned with his latest single “Still,” and once again he’s spinning rhymes about why he’s not like other artists in the game.

Russ – Still (prod. Russ)

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
Still gettin’ hate, but my mind so still
Still right here, standin’ up real still
Still love the game more than points, yeah, still
Still got a hunger like I’m tryna steal
Ooh (Yeah, fuck y’all), still (Still here, bitch)
Ooh (Yeah), still (Come on, listen, yeah)

[Verse 1]
Still got my publishing plus my masters (I do)
Anything else is just fuckin’ backwards (It is)
Bad bitches fall in love with bum rappers
Girl, you got finessed, I can’t fuck after
‘Cause what would that make me?
If I pay you attention, what would that pay me?
I need AEG to send me eighty B’s
I need to not get pulled over by APD, damn

[Chorus]
Still gettin’ hate, but my mind so still (Yeah)
Still right here, standin’ up real still (Still)
Still love the game more than points, yeah, still (Yup)
Still got a hunger like I’m tryna steal
Ooh (Yeah, fuck y’all), still (Still here, bitch)
Ooh (Yeah), still (Let me talk my shit, come on, come on, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Still don’t care about expenditures (Nah)
Mailbox money, Tunecore, ten figures (M’s)
Ten bitches mad at me, I’m downplayin’ (I am)
Your whole life is my down payment (Sheesh)
My house maintenance could buy your last name (Hah)
Known in the city like I sold out Chastain (Big time)
Go by Russ, I don’t need a rap name (I don’t)
I’m down to fuck up, I don’t need to pass blame (Come on)
Drunk off my life ’til the point that I pass out (Yeah)
Still rollin’ dice all night ’til I cash out (Yeah)
Bettin’ on me, I’m the dealer, I’m the stacked house
North Carolina to Atlanta, Jerry Stackhouse
Your dream girl’s here, I’m ’bout to blow her back out
Your dream world’s here, you just never pulled the map out
But I did, I’m findin’ that I should be cool
Let them act up, play themselves, be a fool, yeah, I’m still

[Chorus]
Still gettin’ hate, but my mind so still (Yeah)
Still right here, standin’ up real still (Still)
Still love the game more than points, yeah, still (Yup)
Still got a hunger like I’m tryna steal
Ooh (Yeah, fuck y’all), still (Still here, bitch)
Ooh (Yeah), still (Come on)

[Outro]
Plaques in the mail, shout out UPS
You be mad, that’s ’cause you be stressed
Haha, yeah