Official Music Video
Utah Freestyle by Russ
Lyrics & Translation
English
Damn, this beat is crazy
Who made...? Oh, I did, haha
Let me just update
I've been balancin' my chakras in the mountains out in Utah
I know I'm the greatest, that's the energy I move off
I don't even gotta play the game like Luol
To still get paid more than you all
I might buy a new loft just to entertain hoes
I rarely fuck with white chicks, but shout out to the Wayans bros
Every woman's beautiful, I'm just givin' personal stats
A real boss, I fund it from my personal stash
I'ma touch a hundred million by thirty-five (No doubts)
And next year I'm goin' platinum like thirty times (Uh-huh)
And if my twenties told me anything (What?)
It's stay away from people who put money over everything
That's a liability, me and doubt severed the ties
I be talkin' to myself to get expert advice
Can't be stuck in the past and put my heart in a trance
When I stumble, I'm aware, that's just part of the dance
Prosperity, that's the clear visual, right?
Got my girl tapped into her spiritual side
I'm the G.O.A.T, I give people hope
I make people feel like they're rich when they're broke
I'm slittin' rappers' throats, kill 'em all, fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
If you don't show love 'til I'm dead you gettin' jumped, and
I'll be cheerin' them on from my casket (Ha)
Haven't seen a rapper who's talked shit that we gave a pass yet
Access, I still got the same as the major labels
They wait 'til you got a table, then they take the table
Through the speakers, I give life to the dreamers, so it's deeper
I don't got fans, I got believers
Put my face on t-shirt, I ain't even dead yet
Just made a hundred thousand, I ain't even leave my bed yet
Nothing went right, so I went left
To myself I said, "Yes," a B is in my head and my headrest
Women fall in love with me
Bosses know what’s up with me
You don't gotta fuck with me, I fuck with me
Luckily I'm free, regardless if they mass-hated
Unlike most of these rappers who economically are castrated
'Cause y'all don't own your music, y'all don't have a fuckin' voice
'Til a promoter hires y'all, y'all are unemployed
Livin' check to check, that could never be me
Like Hov said, "Own your own or you can never be free," stupid
The level up is what y'all currently watchin'
Y'all are regional, me, I've been currency swappin'
Y'all are seasonal, me, bitch, I'm currently poppin'
I got the power so you know at times the journey's exhaustin'
My bank accounts are fat, bastard
I'm a member of some gold and platinum plaques
I ain't lyin', Matt Stafford
The bag snatcher, last laugher, ass slapper
Pressed a couple whack rappers
This game is full of backstabbers, not back scratchers
When my back itched, I had to use the wall and bounce back after
Ridin' in the Ghost, ask Casper
Model givin' throat, she don't got a gag factor
The gas that I own could fill a whole grass pasture
My story isn't finished, this is not the last chapter
Your money's young, it's too short, dawg, you got a bad password
The devil's in disguise, can't use your eyes to unmask her
Gotta trust your gut, listen to your intuition
I'm the shit the game's missin', ya-dee, ya-dee
Y'all get it, ha
CHOMP 2 on the way, maybe I'll put this on there, I don't know
G.O.A.T (G.O.A.T)
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Utah Freestyle by Russ
Utah Freestyle* (original Russ)
Damn, this beat is crazy
Who made...? Oh, I did, haha
Let me just update
I've been balancin' my chakras in the mountains out in Utah
I know I'm the greatest, that's the energy I move off
I don't even gotta play the game like Luol
To still get paid more than you all
I might buy a new loft just to entertain hoes
I rarely fuck with white chicks, but shout out to the Wayans bros
Every woman's beautiful, I'm just givin' personal stats
A real boss, I fund it from my personal stash
I'ma touch a hundred million by thirty-five (No doubts)
And next year I'm goin' platinum like thirty times (Uh-huh)
And if my twenties told me anything (What?)
It's stay away from people who put money over everything
That's a liability, me and doubt severed the ties
I be talkin' to myself to get expert advice
Can't be stuck in the past and put my heart in a trance
When I stumble, I'm aware, that's just part of the dance
Prosperity, that's the clear visual, right?
Got my girl tapped into her spiritual side
I'm the G.O.A.T, I give people hope
I make people feel like they're rich when they're broke
I'm slittin' rappers' throats, kill 'em all, fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
If you don't show love 'til I'm dead you gettin' jumped, and
I'll be cheerin' them on from my casket (Ha)
Haven't seen a rapper who's talked shit that we gave a pass yet
Access, I still got the same as the major labels
They wait 'til you got a table, then they take the table
Through the speakers, I give life to the dreamers, so it's deeper
I don't got fans, I got believers
Put my face on t-shirt, I ain't even dead yet
Just made a hundred thousand, I ain't even leave my bed yet
Nothing went right, so I went left
To myself I said, "Yes," a B is in my head and my headrest
Women fall in love with me
Bosses know what’s up with me
You don't gotta fuck with me, I fuck with me
Luckily I'm free, regardless if they mass-hated
Unlike most of these rappers who economically are castrated
'Cause y'all don't own your music, y'all don't have a fuckin' voice
'Til a promoter hires y'all, y'all are unemployed
Livin' check to check, that could never be me
Like Hov said, "Own your own or you can never be free," stupid
The level up is what y'all currently watchin'
Y'all are regional, me, I've been currency swappin'
Y'all are seasonal, me, bitch, I'm currently poppin'
I got the power so you know at times the journey's exhaustin'
My bank accounts are fat, bastard
I'm a member of some gold and platinum plaques
I ain't lyin', Matt Stafford
The bag snatcher, last laugher, ass slapper
Pressed a couple whack rappers
This game is full of backstabbers, not back scratchers
When my back itched, I had to use the wall and bounce back after
Ridin' in the Ghost, ask Casper
Model givin' throat, she don't got a gag factor
The gas that I own could fill a whole grass pasture
My story isn't finished, this is not the last chapter
Your money's young, it's too short, dawg, you got a bad password
The devil's in disguise, can't use your eyes to unmask her
Gotta trust your gut, listen to your intuition
I'm the shit the game's missin', ya-dee, ya-dee
Y'all get it, ha
CHOMP 2 on the way, maybe I'll put this on there, I don't know
G.O.A.T (G.O.A.T)
Utah Freestyle (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Maldita sea, este ritmo es una locura
¿Quién hizo...? Oh, fui yo, jaja
Déjame actualizar
He estado equilibrando mis chakras en las montañas de Utah
Sé que soy el mejor, esa es la energía que desprendo
Ni siquiera tengo que jugar el juego como Luol
Para que me paguen más que a todos ustedes
Podría comprar un nuevo loft solo para entretener a las putas
Rara vez follo con chicas blancas, pero un saludo a los hermanos Wayans
Toda mujer es hermosa, solo estoy dando estadísticas personales
Un verdadero jefe, lo financio con mi reserva personal
Voy a tocar cien millones a los treinta y cinco (Sin dudas)
Y el año que viene voy a ser platino como treinta veces (Uh-huh)
Y si mis veintes me dijeron algo (¿Qué?)
Es aléjate de las personas que ponen el dinero por encima de todo
Eso es una responsabilidad, yo y la duda cortamos los lazos
Me hablo a mí mismo para obtener consejos de expertos
No puedo quedarme atascado en el pasado y poner mi corazón en trance
Cuando tropiezo, soy consciente, eso es solo parte del baile
Prosperidad, esa es la imagen clara, ¿verdad?
Tengo a mi chica conectada a su lado espiritual
Soy el G.O.A.T, le doy esperanza a la gente
Hago que la gente se sienta rica cuando está arruinada
Estoy cortando las gargantas de los raperos, mátalos a todos, que se jodan (Que se jodan)
Si no muestras amor hasta que esté muerto, te saltarán, y
Los animaré desde mi ataúd (Ja)
No he visto a un rapero que haya dicho mierda al que le hayamos dado un pase todavía
Acceso, todavía tengo el mismo que los grandes sellos
Esperan hasta que tengas una mesa, luego te quitan la mesa
A través de los altavoces, le doy vida a los soñadores, así que es más profundo
No tengo fans, tengo creyentes
Pon mi cara en una camiseta, ni siquiera estoy muerto todavía
Acabo de ganar cien mil, ni siquiera he salido de mi cama todavía
Nada salió bien, así que me fui a la izquierda
A mí mismo me dije: "Sí", una B está en mi cabeza y en mi reposacabezas
Las mujeres se enamoran de mí
Los jefes saben qué pasa conmigo
No tienes que follar conmigo, yo follo conmigo
Afortunadamente soy libre, independientemente de si me odian en masa
A diferencia de la mayoría de estos raperos que económicamente están castrados
Porque ustedes no son dueños de su música, ustedes no tienen una puta voz
Hasta que un promotor los contrate, ustedes están desempleados
Viviendo de cheque en cheque, eso nunca podría ser yo
Como dijo Hov, "Sé dueño de lo tuyo o nunca podrás ser libre", estúpido
El nivel superior es lo que todos están viendo actualmente
Ustedes son regionales, yo, he estado intercambiando divisas
Ustedes son estacionales, yo, perra, actualmente estoy de moda
Tengo el poder, así que sabes que a veces el viaje es agotador
Mis cuentas bancarias están gordas, bastardo
Soy miembro de algunas placas de oro y platino
No estoy mintiendo, Matt Stafford
El ladrón de bolsos, el último que ríe, el que da nalgadas
Presioné a un par de raperos mediocres
Este juego está lleno de puñaladas por la espalda, no de rascadores de espalda
Cuando me picaba la espalda, tenía que usar la pared y rebotar después
Montando en el Ghost, pregunta a Casper
Modelo dando garganta, ella no tiene un factor de mordaza
El gas que poseo podría llenar todo un pastizal
Mi historia no está terminada, este no es el último capítulo
Tu dinero es joven, es demasiado corto, perro, tienes una contraseña incorrecta
El diablo está disfrazado, no puedes usar tus ojos para desenmascararla
Tienes que confiar en tu instinto, escuchar tu intuición
Soy la mierda que le falta al juego, ya-dee, ya-dee
Todos lo entienden, ja
CHOMP 2 en camino, tal vez ponga esto allí, no lo sé
C.A.B.R.A. (C.A.B.R.A.)
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