Blow The Whistle Songtext
von Russ

Yeah
Statik
Chomp 2.5, haha
It′s a lil' something to hold y′all over
Come on!
Yeah, yeah, okay

Both my parents courtside, took them separately
If we went together, we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle, I'm ′bout to drop a missile
This shit is just a warm-up to the classic I′ma give you in the summer, yeah

Both my parents courtside, took them separately
If we went together, we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle, I′m 'bout to drop a missile
This shit is just a warm-up to the classic I′ma give you in the summer, yeah


Yeah, okay
Respect to the Creator, I'm the man though (yeah)
You know I got my family′s well-being in my hands, bro (hands bro)
Luckily, I ball, stand tall, like who? Like Tyler (Tyler)
When I took a break, they took it bad, like who? Like Skylar
And you know I'm gettin' rich off of rap, that′s the American way (yeah)
Couple days in LA, link with bigwigs, Arrogant Tae
Sharin′ my plate, I let some people have a bite, they weren't satisfied
They bit the hand that fed ′em, now I lost my fuckin' appetite to help

Well, fuck it, ′cause they did it to themselves
Fuck the fat lady, they just started singin' it themselves
I′m in Atlanta at the house, that's when I'm at my best (true)
Bitch, I know my purpose, so I don′t believe in accidents
I didn′t sit around, I went and got it, no excuses
Since I went out on a limb, 'cause I know that′s where all the fruit is
The truth is, I been rappin' better than my peers (yeah)
It′s been goin' on for years
Man, I′m givin' y'all my heart (come on), all I ask for is your ears (yeah)

Both my parents courtside, took them separately
If we went together, we gon′ need another referee
Someone blow the whistle, I′m 'bout to drop a missile
But this shit is just a warm-up to the classic I′ma give you in the summer, yeah

Both my parents courtside, took them separately
If we went together, we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle, I′m 'bout to drop a missile
This shit is just a warm-up to the classic I′ma give you in the summer, yeah


Ain't it funny? (What?)
I've never seen somebody hate on me who had more money (ha)
I used to let it get to me, we′re fightin′ out the country
That was back when I was smokin' skinny white joints, Mason Plumlee
Now, I got to let it bounce, bounce off me, Mac McClung
We got to focus, man, I gave my dawgs a bonus, man
This game knows I′m a trailblazer like Arvydas Sabonis, man (yeah)
I don't follow crowds, that′s how you get lost
Money's a green monster, and I do not like the Red Sox

I mean, I made it rain, rain, rain, Dak Prescott
Got accountant, he had a cowboy
He′s right, I should've been stopped (yeah), true
Fuck the mold, on the new archetype
I probably made another thousand artists go and start tonight
Then everything is documented (you see it), I got the come-up on cameras
And I never had to sell my soul, or move to Los Angeles
Never had to chase clout or do a bunch of weird shit
To get the whole fuckin' world to hear this
All I had to do was me

Both my parents courtside, took them separately
If we went together, we gon′ need another referee
Someone blow the whistle, I′m 'bout to drop a missile
This shit is just a warm-up to the classic I′ma give you in the summer, yeah

Both my parents courtside, took them separately
If we went together, we gon' need another referee
Someone blow the whistle, I′m 'bout to drop a missile
This shit is just a warm up to the classic I′ma give you in the summer (give you in the summer)

Yeah
Chomp 2.5
I do this shit in my sleep, dawg
Statik Selektah
Classic shit only
Santiago on the way
Yeah!