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Lyrics to ‘Above’ by Asap Rocky:

He took his spot in the middle of a leather couch, surrounded by his old friends from Harlem—Ferg, Nast, Ant, and Twelvyy—and started methodically breaking down a small mound of weed as he spoke in a post-concert rasp. Every so often, he’d tease me for asking so many questions. But some of them he didn’t mind so much: GQ Style had collected them from a few of Rocky’s notable friends and admirers, with a promise of bringing back answers.

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Russ Drops new reflective single “Some Time”.

Early this morning Russ notified fans on Twitter that his new song was out, he also hinted that more is in the pipeline.

NEW SONG

SOME TIME

AVAILABLE EVERYWHERE pic.twitter.com/rQLeBs6dlP

— Russ (@russdiemon) January 25, 2018

THIS SONG IS OUT NOW. SHOUTOUT TO THE FANS. 2018 FOOT ON THE GAS AT ALL TIMES. https://t.co/7mamDxWeZs

— Russ (@russdiemon) January 25, 2018

It’s not surprising to see Russ releasing a new single. Since his last album “There’s Really a Wolf”, released back in May of last year fans have been railing for more jingle from the multitalented rapper/ singer /song writer/ producer. The rapper will be touring Europe in February through to March, afterwards he will be back in the US where he will perform at the The Governors Ball Music Festival 2018 at Randall’s Island, New York.

Below is the new music video, watch and leave your comments.

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(Intro)
Zaytoven
Yeah
Oh sh*t, man, what that is?
Shoutout Migos, shoutout Zaytoven one time
That Migo is drinkin’ in the Versace store

(Verse )
Versace, Versace
Medusa head on me like I’m Illuminati (Versace!)
This is a gated community
Please get the f*ck off the property (gate!)
Rap must be changin’
‘Cause I’m at the top and ain’t no one on top of me (woo!)
Niggas be wantin’ a verse for a verse
But man, that’s not a swap to me (nah!)
Drownin’ in compliments
Pool in the backyard that look like Metropolis (Metropolis?)
I think I’m sellin’ a million first week
Man, I guess I’m a optimist (milli!)
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us (go!)
What the f*ck is you talkin’ ’bout?
Saw this sh*t comin’ like I had binoculars, boy
Versace, Versace
We stay at the mansion when we in Miami
The pillows Versace, the sheets are Versace
I just won a Grammy (woo!)
I been so quiet, I got the world like
“What the f*ck is he plannin’?” (What?)
Just make sure that you got a back up plan
‘Cause that sh*t might come in handy (go, go!)
Started a label, the album is comin’ September
Just wait on it (just wait on it!)
This year I’m eatin’ your food
And my table got so many plates on it (so many!) (damn!)
Hundred-inch TV at my house
I sit back like “D*mn, I look great on it!” (damn, I look good!)
I do not f*ck with your new sh*t, my n*gg*
Don’t ask for my take on it (don’t ask for my opinion!)
Speakin’ in lingo, man, this for my n*gg*
That trap out the bando (bando, bando!)
This for my n*gg*s that call up Fernando
To move a piano (brr, brr, brr!)
F*ck all your feelin’ ‘cause business is business
It’s strictly financial (business is business!)
I’m always the first one to get it, man
That’s how you lead by example (I got it!)
Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace (Versace!)
Word to New York ‘cause the Dyckman and Heights girls
Are callin’ me Papi (woo, woo)
I’m all on the low
Take a famous girl out where there’s no paparazzi (flash!)
I’m tryna give Halle Berry a baby and no one can stop me (smash!)

(Chorus)
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace

(Verse 2)
Versace, Versace
Medusa head on me like I’m Illuminati
I know that you like it
Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace
I love it, Versace, the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti
He give me the ducks, I know that they’re mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace
Your b*tch want in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk
I told that b*tch “Versace”
Cheetah print on my sleeve
But I ain’t never been in the jungle
Try to take my sack
Better run with it, n*gg*, don’t fumble

(Repeat Chorus)

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
You can do Truey, I do it Versace
You copped the Honda, I copped the Mazi
You smoke the mid, I smoke exotic
I set the trend, you n*gg*s copy
Cookin’ this d*pe like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, it blow hot like some Taki
Come in my room, my sheet Versace
When I go to sleep I dream Versace
Medusa, Medusa, Medusa
These n*gg*s, they wishin’ they knew you
They coppin’ the Truey, remixin’ the Louis
My blunts is fat as Rasputia
In a striped shirt like I’m Tony the Tiger
I’m beatin’ the pot, call me Michael
Lot of you n*gg*s that copy
Look at my closet, Versace, Versace

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 4)
King of Versace, Medusa my wifey
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my Mazi
I’m dressin’ so nicely they can’t even copy
You’d think I’m Egyptian, this gold on my body
Money my mission, two b*tch*s
They kissin’, my diamonds is pissin’, my swag is exquisite
Young Offset no preacher but you n*gg*s listen
Them blue and white diamonds, they look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin’, Versace, I’m grippin’
Them bands in my pocket, you know that I’m livin’
I’m draped up in gold, but no Pharaoh
Rockin’ handcuffs: that’s Ferragamo
Bricks by the boat, overload
I think I’m the don but no Rocco
This the life that I chose
Bought out the store, can’t go back no more
Versace my clothes while I’m sellin’ them bows
Versace take over, it took out my soul

(Repeat Chorus)

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(Intro)
Yeah
Mhmm
No, no, no, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (chuckle..)
Yeah, yeah

(Chorus)
Please don’t call my phone I need some time
Just to sit and think about my life
It’s been every day nonstop every night
I just need some time, ooohhh
Please don’t call my phone I need some time
Just to sit and think about my life
It’s been every day nonstop every night
I just need some time, ooohhh

(Verse 1)
Please don’t call my phone I don’t got time to talk today
Facetimin’ without appointments musta lost your way
Haven’t even had the time to count the dollars made
I work on vacation, I don’t take no holidays
I don’t know what sleep is, I’ve been up since “Chain Hang Low”
Body rollin’ all night, that’s a place that they can go
Still ain’t had a day off, life been chaos, melee mode
I just need some time, sometimes I wish that they made clones

(Chorus)
Please don’t call my phone I need some time
Just to sit and think about my life
It’s been every day nonstop every night
I just need some time, ooohhh
Please don’t call my phone I need some time
Just to sit and think about my life
It’s been every day nonstop every night
I just need some time, ooohhh

(Verse 2)
Saw you turn your backs
Just to go and get a bag
I’m the best you ever had
Now there ain’t no coming back
This ain’t gonna work, I’m too focused on my work
I just need some time, ooohhh
I ain’t got time to talk small town sh*t
Diemon.com got all my hits
Lookin’ at the world like it’s on my sh*t
I ain’t got time to talk all my sh*t
But I’m gonna try ’til the casket closes
Until they give me my roses
I just need some time, ooohhh

(Chorus)
Please don’t call my phone I need some time
Just to sit and think about my life
It’s been every day nonstop every night
I just need some time, ooohhh
Please don’t call my phone I need some time
Just to sit and think about my life
It’s been every day nonstop every night
I just need some time

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Lyrics to ‘All Of Them’ by Rich the Kid:

Rich The Kid teams up with Playboi Carti for their infectious new single “All Of Them.” Carti and Rich tackle a smooth beat with heavy 808’s booming out the back. With Rich The Kid and Playboi Carti on one track, you could only expect the song to be filled with high energy, a lot of ad-libs and overall, a lot of flexing.

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