Air Raid (Feelin' Like Russell)

Feelin' like Russell, no one predicted the rise Til I'm above the rim, putting up the numbers Til I, throw down upon the dome of any who oppose me, in stride You was a flash in the pan, I flash flood when I rise And as I climb, you still throw doubt in my direction I'm wrecking any who checking, that's what I reckon They ask, just what I'm repping with a new name and a mind changed 2018 nigga, new age, new mindstate It's mine and as I take, my place among 9 greats I watch for the sly snakes seeking a divine state It's not that you ask why, but that you ain't add "not" Don't question my fucking method I'll do everything in this bitch to show you I never needed direction or assistance Swear I feel like the Brodie