Official Music Video
Own My Masters (Remix) by Russ
Lyrics & Translation
English
[Jackboy:]
I done ran up a check, now I'm the one bitches chase after
All these chains on my neck, I'm not a slave, I own my masters
I got that bread and stacked it up
It get put on your head, might start whacking stuff
I got her head and fell in love
She eat up that dick, ain't no letting up
This is not a Corvette, my Aventador go way faster
I could flex on my ex, it ain't hard to see my new bitch badder
I got 'em hatin' that I leveled up
But I'm rich, so no, I do not give a fuck
Everywhere that I step, it's a pistol tucked
Send one of your niggas to get one up
Got the game in a lock and I won't let up
Jumped fresh out the box and got rich as fuck
Pockets all got a knot, bought the Lamb' off the lot
Might fuck around and go buy the Bentley truck
Had to grow up real rough, times used to be tough
But them niggas still hate how I live it up
I was posted in the cut, we ain't on it letting up
'Til I got off my ass and ran it up
Had to get off my ass and go get it
Lil' nigga but I got big digits
If it come down to beef, I'm with it
You can die 'bout a tweet, boy, you silly
You can't say shit about me, I got a milli'
Whenever I go, my family gon' get it
Can never trip 'bout a ho, soon I hit it, I quit it
Can't be loved, sorry bae, I admit it
Fill up them drugs, so the pain, I don't feel it
My bitch real bad, I be fucking on a menace
She give me head while I drive, I can wreck, this ain't rented
And I got some my windows five-percent tinted
Screaming free Yak, pouring shots of the Henny
All these free bands, got a custom the Benzy
Grown man gossip, bout to kill a nigga runnin
Can't fuck with niggas, no, jack not friendly
I done ran up a check, now I'm the one bitches chase after
All these chains on my neck, I'm not a slave, I own my masters
I got that bread and stacked it up
It get put on your head, might start whacking stuff
I got her head and fell in love
She eat up that dick, ain't no letting up
This is not a Corvette, my Aventador go way faster
I could flex on my ex, it ain't hard to see my new bitch badder
I got 'em hating that I leveled up
But I'm rich, so no, I do not give a fuck
Everywhere that I step, it's a pistol tucked
Send one of your niggas to get one up
[Russ:]
Ain't no way I'ma forfeit this (Nah)
Mailbox money, I'm Forbes list rich (Yeah)
All from a basement in Georgia East (True)
Real one, you don't gotta force the shit
Got a Florida chick, and of course she is (What?)
Haitian, we takin' the Porsche for a spin (Vroom, vroom)
Blast off, head got me orbitin' (Yeah)
Rewards gonna keep pourin' in (Yeah)
These rappers hardly go (Yikes)
I feed my dreams and I starve these hoes (I do)
I ain't sorry, though (Yeah)
These rappers hardly go (True)
I feed my dreams and I starve these hoes
I ain't sorry, though (Fuck 'em)
Workers hatin' on a boss, I don't fuck with y'all either
Say it's lonely at the top, went and bought a two-seater
I might say what Prince told Nas
I ain't tryna do features if you don't own your masters (Hahaha)
[Jackboy & Russ:]
I done ran up a check (Yeah), now I'm the one bitches chase after
All these chains on my neck, I'm not a slave, I own my masters
I got that bread and stacked it up
It get put on your head, might start whacking stuff
I got her head and fell in love
She eat up that dick, ain't no letting up
This is not a Corvette, my Aventador go way faster
I could flex on my ex, it ain't hard to see my new bitch badder
I got 'em hating that I leveled up
But I'm rich, so no, I do not give a fuck
Everywhere that I step, it's a pistol tucked
Send one of your niggas to get one up
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Own My Masters (Remix) by Russ
Own My Masters (Remix)* (original Russ)
[Jackboy:]
I done ran up a check, now I'm the one bitches chase after
All these chains on my neck, I'm not a slave, I own my masters
I got that bread and stacked it up
It get put on your head, might start whacking stuff
I got her head and fell in love
She eat up that dick, ain't no letting up
This is not a Corvette, my Aventador go way faster
I could flex on my ex, it ain't hard to see my new bitch badder
I got 'em hatin' that I leveled up
But I'm rich, so no, I do not give a fuck
Everywhere that I step, it's a pistol tucked
Send one of your niggas to get one up
Got the game in a lock and I won't let up
Jumped fresh out the box and got rich as fuck
Pockets all got a knot, bought the Lamb' off the lot
Might fuck around and go buy the Bentley truck
Had to grow up real rough, times used to be tough
But them niggas still hate how I live it up
I was posted in the cut, we ain't on it letting up
'Til I got off my ass and ran it up
Had to get off my ass and go get it
Lil' nigga but I got big digits
If it come down to beef, I'm with it
You can die 'bout a tweet, boy, you silly
You can't say shit about me, I got a milli'
Whenever I go, my family gon' get it
Can never trip 'bout a ho, soon I hit it, I quit it
Can't be loved, sorry bae, I admit it
Fill up them drugs, so the pain, I don't feel it
My bitch real bad, I be fucking on a menace
She give me head while I drive, I can wreck, this ain't rented
And I got some my windows five-percent tinted
Screaming free Yak, pouring shots of the Henny
All these free bands, got a custom the Benzy
Grown man gossip, bout to kill a nigga runnin
Can't fuck with niggas, no, jack not friendly
I done ran up a check, now I'm the one bitches chase after
All these chains on my neck, I'm not a slave, I own my masters
I got that bread and stacked it up
It get put on your head, might start whacking stuff
I got her head and fell in love
She eat up that dick, ain't no letting up
This is not a Corvette, my Aventador go way faster
I could flex on my ex, it ain't hard to see my new bitch badder
I got 'em hating that I leveled up
But I'm rich, so no, I do not give a fuck
Everywhere that I step, it's a pistol tucked
Send one of your niggas to get one up
[Russ:]
Ain't no way I'ma forfeit this (Nah)
Mailbox money, I'm Forbes list rich (Yeah)
All from a basement in Georgia East (True)
Real one, you don't gotta force the shit
Got a Florida chick, and of course she is (What?)
Haitian, we takin' the Porsche for a spin (Vroom, vroom)
Blast off, head got me orbitin' (Yeah)
Rewards gonna keep pourin' in (Yeah)
These rappers hardly go (Yikes)
I feed my dreams and I starve these hoes (I do)
I ain't sorry, though (Yeah)
These rappers hardly go (True)
I feed my dreams and I starve these hoes
I ain't sorry, though (Fuck 'em)
Workers hatin' on a boss, I don't fuck with y'all either
Say it's lonely at the top, went and bought a two-seater
I might say what Prince told Nas
I ain't tryna do features if you don't own your masters (Hahaha)
[Jackboy & Russ:]
I done ran up a check (Yeah), now I'm the one bitches chase after
All these chains on my neck, I'm not a slave, I own my masters
I got that bread and stacked it up
It get put on your head, might start whacking stuff
I got her head and fell in love
She eat up that dick, ain't no letting up
This is not a Corvette, my Aventador go way faster
I could flex on my ex, it ain't hard to see my new bitch badder
I got 'em hating that I leveled up
But I'm rich, so no, I do not give a fuck
Everywhere that I step, it's a pistol tucked
Send one of your niggas to get one up
Own My Masters (Remix) (traducción LyricVerse Team)
[Jackboy:]
He cobrado un cheque, ahora soy el que las perras persiguen
Todas estas cadenas en mi cuello, no soy un esclavo, soy dueño de mis maestros
Conseguí ese dinero y lo apilé
Se te pone en la cabeza, podría empezar a golpear cosas
Le hice la cabeza y me enamoré
Ella se come esa verga, no hay tregua
Esto no es un Corvette, mi Aventador va mucho más rápido
Podría presumirle a mi ex, no es difícil ver que mi nueva perra es más mala
Los tengo odiando que subí de nivel
Pero soy rico, así que no, me importa un carajo
Dondequiera que piso, hay una pistola escondida
Envía a uno de tus niggas a conseguir uno
Tengo el juego bajo llave y no cederé
Salí fresco de la caja y me hice rico como la mierda
Todos los bolsillos con un nudo, compré el Lamb' del lote
Podría joder y comprar la camioneta Bentley
Tuve que crecer muy duro, los tiempos solían ser difíciles
Pero esos niggas todavía odian cómo lo disfruto
Estaba apostado en la esquina, no estamos cediendo
Hasta que me levanté el culo y lo hice
Tuve que levantarme el culo e ir a buscarlo
Pequeño nigga pero tengo grandes dígitos
Si se trata de una pelea, estoy en ello
Puedes morir por un tuit, chico, eres tonto
No puedes decir mierda de mí, tengo un millón
Cuando me vaya, mi familia lo tendrá
Nunca puedo tropezar por una puta, tan pronto como la tengo, la dejo
No puedo ser amado, lo siento, nena, lo admito
Llenar esas drogas, así el dolor, no lo siento
Mi perra es muy mala, estoy follando con una amenaza
Ella me hace un oral mientras conduzco, puedo chocar, esto no es alquilado
Y tengo mis ventanas tintadas al cinco por ciento
Gritando "liberen a Yak", sirviendo chupitos de Henny
Todo este dinero, tengo un Benzy personalizado
Chismes de hombre adulto, a punto de matar a un nigga que corre
No puedo joder con niggas, no, Jack no es amigable
He cobrado un cheque, ahora soy el que las perras persiguen
Todas estas cadenas en mi cuello, no soy un esclavo, soy dueño de mis maestros
Conseguí ese dinero y lo apilé
Se te pone en la cabeza, podría empezar a golpear cosas
Le hice la cabeza y me enamoré
Ella se come esa verga, no hay tregua
Esto no es un Corvette, mi Aventador va mucho más rápido
Podría presumirle a mi ex, no es difícil ver que mi nueva perra es más mala
Los tengo odiando que subí de nivel
Pero soy rico, así que no, me importa un carajo
Dondequiera que piso, hay una pistola escondida
Envía a uno de tus niggas a conseguir uno
[Russ:]
De ninguna manera voy a perder esto (Nah)
Dinero del buzón, soy rico de la lista Forbes (Sí)
Todo desde un sótano en Georgia Este (Verdad)
Uno de verdad, no tienes que forzar la mierda
Tengo una chica de Florida, y por supuesto ella es (¿Qué?)
Haitiana, estamos llevando el Porsche a dar una vuelta (Vroom, vroom)
Despegue, el oral me tiene orbitando (Sí)
Las recompensas seguirán llegando (Sí)
Estos raperos apenas van (Ay)
Alimento mis sueños y mato de hambre a estas putas (Lo hago)
No lo siento, sin embargo (Sí)
Estos raperos apenas van (Verdad)
Alimento mis sueños y mato de hambre a estas putas
No lo siento, sin embargo (Que se jodan)
Trabajadores odiando a un jefe, tampoco me jodo con ustedes
Dicen que es solitario en la cima, fui y compré un biplaza
Podría decir lo que Prince le dijo a Nas
No intento hacer colaboraciones si no eres dueño de tus masters (Jajaja)
[Jackboy y Russ:]
He cobrado un cheque (Sí), ahora soy el que las perras persiguen
Todas estas cadenas en mi cuello, no soy un esclavo, soy dueño de mis maestros
Conseguí ese dinero y lo apilé
Se te pone en la cabeza, podría empezar a golpear cosas
Le hice la cabeza y me enamoré
Ella se come esa verga, no hay tregua
Esto no es un Corvette, mi Aventador va mucho más rápido
Podría presumirle a mi ex, no es difícil ver que mi nueva perra es más mala
Los tengo odiando que subí de nivel
Pero soy rico, así que no, me importa un carajo
Dondequiera que piso, hay una pistola escondida
Envía a uno de tus niggas a conseguir uno
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