Russ – Enjoy the View Lyrics

Russ Enjoy the View Lyrics (feat. Mozzy)

I’m up till noon
Strategizing and overthinking
Dancing with my doubt
Agitated, I know the rhythm
I know I’m trippin ’cause I’m not trippin
This is not the last dance, this is bullshit, I’m not Scott Pippen
I’m that kid from Carolina
Then I moved to north Atlanta
Where I planned to verify my
Visions of me sittin’ lovely
Bitches love me
Rich and comfy

When I say rich, I mean quality of my soul
I got it solid, like the quality of my gold
Grabba leaf gettin’ rolled
Delusions my second home
Fuck a metronome, dancing in La La Land, Emma Stone
I set the tone for DIY
Jim Jones, we fly high
Ballin’ when I’m fallin’, though my faith knows to be my eyes
I see my prize in the present moment
But my ambition rarely lets me hold it

Incessant motion, I can’t help it, well, I probably can
Am I a man the younger me would love? I probably am
I got these hands, elbows, and knees
Legs and my feet
Training three days a week
For rappers who think it’s sweet
You’ll get beat
Fuck the drama, knock a thespian out cold
Plus there’s always straps around
Like lesbian households
Gotta get out the house mo’
It’s love in real life
Cooped up for too long, forget what the fuck it feels like

I feel like it’s all waves, just gotta maintain perspective
When you’re up, appreciate it, the game can change in seconds
That goes for when you’re down too
So relax
These tracks are guides to find your treasure, these ain’t songs, dawg, these maps
Be fast and you just join the scenery
Slick dead
Drive slow, just enjoy the scenery
Instead

I’ve been goin’ hard lately
I’ve been seein’ stars lately
But I’m holdin’ on (Holdin’ on)
Yeah, I’m holdin’on
At least I’m holdin’ on
At least I’m goin’ strong
Ain’t no other choice I’ve got
Just enjoy the view
Tryna just enjoy the view

Watch how they tweak off the watches-es out the faucet
Grown-men supposed to be manly but ridin’ sausage
Paper chasin’, swollen ankles, I’m exhausted
Like busy streets, they never sleep, you shouldn’t cross us
Off-White, locked four fevers, we call it Slauson
Everything red to the socks like we in Boston
Caution, I’m one of the illest, I’m feelin’ nauseous
Calculate the earnings, how we lost it on this dog shit
The circle are slimey and we all bosses
Racially profiled in the ‘Ghini like I ain’t bought it
Don’t hit my line about your deck ’cause I ain’t got it like
I ain’t got the patience to sit at a city college, yeah

Relationship with the trenches is very toxic
They told me, “Let it go,” but that ain’t logic, nah, that’s nonsense
I feel like I’m adopted, I was raised by ’em
Many principles that supplied, I was saved by ’em
When Boog’ got shot, I never left his side, I stayed by him
Starin’ out the window like, livin’ ain’t all that simple, yeah
Smile now, cry later, you see the dimples
Positions I fulfilled for the people makes me official
And I can’t help but feel for the people locked in them kennels
High rise views from a cell, it fuck your mental
This white zombie I’m smokin’ F’d up the rental
Ain’t discussed much with Russ, said, “Send me the instrumental”
Let me bite down, no better time than right now
Pressure bussin’ pipes, when I take flight, I bet they pipe down
It’s legends that’s still livin’, but their catalog has died out
Ain’t no disrespect with much respect, it’s time to sign out
Fourth quarter, no time out
‘Member I ain’t make the try-outs
Independent route, it ain’t no deal I had to buy out
All the oppositions sign out, yeah
Hey, let this motherfucker ride out, yeah

I’ve been goin’ hard lately
I’ve been seein’ stars lately
But I’m holdin’ on (Holdin’ on)
Yeah, I’m holdin’on
At least I’m holdin’ on
At least I’m goin’ strong
Ain’t no other choice I’ve got
Just enjoy the view
Tryna just enjoy the view