Russ - Pent Up in a Penthouse (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Russ - Pent Up in a Penthouse (en) Lyrics
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Yeah
I don't even wanna talk too much
Shit, man, haha
Why?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, come on
Yeah, scared of success once my prefrontal
cortex developed (Shit)
Perfectly good opportunities
feel like a setup (Man)
That shit be hobblin’ me, how
can I get a leg-up (Uh)
Out in Tribeca, book me the
penthouse 'cause all of this
pressure is pent up
I can't get sucked up in your
emotional vortex (Yeah, wow)
On the front lines of my
fears, I’m a war vet
Weathering the storms, I don't
even wear Gore-Tex
I ain't understand the game,
ESPN Deportes (Wait)
Now I understand it a lil' (Yeah)
You be tryna rock the boat while
I'm landin' at Schipol
Typical, I just need
to juggle it better
We got the same 24, I'm
just hustlin' better
I’m tryna pop out (Yeah)
The first step is makin’ sure
you pussies get stomped out
Sometimes you call the right play,
but you run the wrong route
I learned from it though, that's
what it’s all 'bout
Youthful tomfoolery, now the
suits Tom Browne (Come on)
I jot down how I'm feeliin'
then I give it to y’all
I made hits while I was
hittin' the wall
I kept pushin', couldn't find
my way, I kept lookin'
That's what makes the money sweet,
so sweet, bread puddin'
That shit be hobblin' me, how
can I get a leg-up (Uh)
I can't obsess over the pressure,
I press forward (Yeah)
From the ashes, my jacket smells
like a cigarette smoker
I'm dead sober, that's when I feel
alive the most (Come on)
Lyrics tatted on people like
they were Bible quotes
Windin' roads got me woozy (Yeah),
I need some coochie (Yeah)
I sell self-help books,
the Maybach is roomy
I lose sleep from illuminiatin'
and fear-mongerin'
'Bout all the cheers stoppin', now
my tears are just waterin'
The roots of new love, pursuit
of re-entry (Come on)
I need some time with myself,
I just met me (Yeah)
I was just hoppin' right here
off in Hembry (Yeah)
Ballin' in London, the show
is at Wembley (Come on)
I'm doin' me and I don't
care who gets me
I don't need some baddies to
tell me I'm sexy (Yeah)
I don't need heroes to call
and befriend me (Fuck)
I'm on some fuck everybody except me
I been in my head like damn
Shakin' my head like damn, damn, damn
When's it gonna end? Goddamn
Hittin' my head like wham, wham, wham
Oh
(Damn)
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