Comin Thru

Yeah, you see the difference between me

And who ever the fuck is tryna do this shit too

I don't need to speak for you to hear me

Yeah, the rewards of self belief have turned me into an addict

Girls cheatin', bein' hoes has turned me into a savage

Before I knew I was a prodigy, I was still bringin' havoc

And my music's for the movies, all my shit's cinematic

Sometime I feel insane, sometimes my mind should be padded

I'm just fuckin' up my walls, but I still need a palace

'Cause there's more gold in my mind than you can mine in the Earth

Imagination flyin' free, my potential's my worth

Searchin', sayin' for the longest I'm gonna be rich any minute

Rich in just a state of mind, believe me, I'm in it

Vanilla Range, peanut butter seats with the windows tinted

That's the car, I'm gettin' my sister of these iTunes digits

That watch says it's comin', that car says I did it

I'ma drop a classic debut called "I'm not finished"

And I'm not fishin', but the money's swimmin' closer

So, these hoes are gettin' thirstier, tryna grab my super soaker

Move to the back, Russ is comin' through now

Truth comin' out, what you gonna do now?

Lookin' at the mirror like, I do this for you now

Lookin' at my family and my fans and my crew now

Sayin' the same shit like, I do this for you now

(Yeah, yeah) I do this for you now

Let me tell y'all something

Yeah,  now when you have everything, you don't need anything

But when you have everything, they're down for anything

See, there's a lot of people who just look at you as a come up

So, they mistreat you, they see the ornaments

They wanna take yours to hang them on the Christmas tree

I just believed you 'cause I was raised with love

You thought I was the lick, but you ain't slick

See, people change with love, try to take advantage

'Cause they view it as a weakness, like, I'ma do whatever I want

And he won't see shit comin', but I peep bitch runnin'

Keep it movin' with your basic ass

Y'all small town hoes are all the same, I got a plane to catch

Might sign a mothafuckin' deal

Might buy some mothafuckin' wheels

But just know, if I offer you a lifeline it's mothafuckin' real

Unless you DIEMON, my family or my fans

Here's the plan, yeah, fuck 'em

Move to the back, Russ is comin' through now

Truth comin' out, what you gonna do now?

Lookin' at the mirror like, I do this for you now

Lookin' at my family and my fans and my crew now

Sayin' the same shit like, I do this for you now

(Yeah, yeah) I do this for you now

Let me just talk shit one more time, fuck 'em

Yeah, money right around the corner

I'm just waitin' for the pick up

You call that shit a sixteen? I call that shit a pick up

Listen to your songs, soundin' like you give up

Rappers soundin' weak, I guess it's time for us to lift up

This whole game 'cause Drake's the only one who's fuckin' shit up

The rest of y'all, hidin' in the shadows like a ninja

But fuck your stealth, Russ is makin' noise

Turnin' up on myself like, what?

Move to the back, Russ is comin' through now

Truth comin' out, what you gonna do now?

Lookin' at the mirror like, I do this for you now

Lookin' at my family and my fans and my crew now

Sayin' the same shit like, I do this for you now

(Yeah, yeah) I do this for you now

And I'm still fuckin' here like

What's up?

Yeah, with more albums out than some of these veterans, shit

Spend too much time at a Motel 6

And these hoes L's burn like sticks

And silence to the rest of y'all mothafuckas

Who just don't know what the fuck is happenin' out here

Fuck off, DIEMON