Veins
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, okay, okay
On my own, I was hoping to find
Another one who would keep me in line
Now I got two friends that I can call mine
A little kitty and a girl make up my spine
I was hoping to stay in the right lane
I was hoping to make my own way
The music, it courses through my veins
My two little ones, they make up my brain yuh
Yuh my brain is never on the right track
When I first met my girl, I'm like stay back
Now she got my back like a backpack
I was sipping crown, now you know I got the Jack
Yuh, almost out of Jack Daniels
When I'm at work, I got the manuals
Yuh, gotta put it together
Hopefully this song makes more than "Sweater"
Yuh, I doubt it will
When I was playing soccer, I did the drill
In my last game, I hit the crossbar
Then my girl made me buy Sonic like a rockstar
No, you know I've never been the best
And that weighs heavily upon my chest
Even though I've always been blessed
I won't give up 'til I'm never stressed yuh
On my own, I was hoping to find
Another one who would keep me in line
Now I got two friends that I can call mine
A little kitty and a girl make up my spine
I was hoping to stay in the right lane
I was hoping to make my own way
The music, it courses through my veins
My two little ones, they make up my brain yuh
Yuh, they make up my brain
I would say you do, but you are a lame
My upstairs neighbor probably hates my guts
Just like Olivia, stealing her stuff yuh
Yuh, yuh, I would never do that
Except in the songs where I did that
No court, don't call me guilty
They gonna put me deep in the soil where it's silty
Never thought I'd use that in a rap
What happened? I was a singer in the past
Now I make beats and my name is Russ
Mixed, mastered, engineered, written by Russ yuh
Mixed, mastered, engineered, written by Tanner
Never gonna let go 'til it's on a banner
Maybe in, in Times Square
Next time I'll pay $40, get me up there yuh
On my own, I was hoping to find
Another one who would keep me in line
Now I got two friends that I can call mine
A little kitty and a girl make up my spine
I was hoping to stay in the right lane
I was hoping to make my own way
The music, it courses through my veins
My two little ones, they make up my brain yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, okay, okay
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, okay, okay
On my own, I was hoping to find
Another one who would keep me in line
Now I got two friends that I can call mine
A little kitty and a girl make up my spine
I was hoping to stay in the right lane
I was hoping to make my own way
The music, it courses through my veins
My two little ones, they make up my brain yuh
Yuh my brain is never on the right track
When I first met my girl, I'm like stay back
Now she got my back like a backpack
I was sipping crown, now you know I got the Jack
Yuh, almost out of Jack Daniels
When I'm at work, I got the manuals
Yuh, gotta put it together
Hopefully this song makes more than "Sweater"
Yuh, I doubt it will
When I was playing soccer, I did the drill
In my last game, I hit the crossbar
Then my girl made me buy Sonic like a rockstar
No, you know I've never been the best
And that weighs heavily upon my chest
Even though I've always been blessed
I won't give up 'til I'm never stressed yuh
On my own, I was hoping to find
Another one who would keep me in line
Now I got two friends that I can call mine
A little kitty and a girl make up my spine
I was hoping to stay in the right lane
I was hoping to make my own way
The music, it courses through my veins
My two little ones, they make up my brain yuh
Yuh, they make up my brain
I would say you do, but you are a lame
My upstairs neighbor probably hates my guts
Just like Olivia, stealing her stuff yuh
Yuh, yuh, I would never do that
Except in the songs where I did that
No court, don't call me guilty
They gonna put me deep in the soil where it's silty
Never thought I'd use that in a rap
What happened? I was a singer in the past
Now I make beats and my name is Russ
Mixed, mastered, engineered, written by Russ yuh
Mixed, mastered, engineered, written by Tanner
Never gonna let go 'til it's on a banner
Maybe in, in Times Square
Next time I'll pay $40, get me up there yuh
On my own, I was hoping to find
Another one who would keep me in line
Now I got two friends that I can call mine
A little kitty and a girl make up my spine
I was hoping to stay in the right lane
I was hoping to make my own way
The music, it courses through my veins
My two little ones, they make up my brain yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, okay, okay
Credits
Writer(s): Tanner Carlson
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