Reflecting on the journey to success, this track serves as a candid narrative of the artist's transition from humble beginnings to a life of affluence and fame. Russ reminisces about his days of struggle when he used to catch trains, count change, and dream about a better life. Now, he is living that dream with diamond chains, real estate investments, and eight-figure deals. However, the sudden transition overwhelms him at times and he needs a minute to take it all in. The song also underscores his gratitude for his achievements while acknowledging the challenges that come with fame such as invasive neighbors turned paparazzi. Through this introspective piece, Russ communicates the complex emotions tied to achieving one's dreams and navigating newfound wealth and recognition.
NEED A MINUTE
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah
Still in the basement
Just the basement's a little bit bigger now, hah
It's crazy
Yeah, let me talk to you
Yeah
I used to catch trains (yeah), now it's planes flyin'
Now I'm real estate and diamond chain buyin'
I used to count change, now it's eight-figure deals
And I spent about a million on the wheels (yeah)
I can't believe what I've achieved
I can't be damned, I need a minute
It's hittin' me way differently
This is a dream, I need a minute
Yeah
I'm havin' outer body moments in the town that got me
Heaven now, my house is godly
When they see me out, they stop me
Neighbors turn to paparazzi
Off the music pop-pop taught me
Pop up shops, they pop up promptly
This is what hip hop just brought me
I'm thankful, I'm grateful, I'm countin' my blessings
I rebuke you, bitch, I'm pure
I'm sage'ing all of my sessions
This is copyright retention, this is ownership expression
This is roll a quarter-pound and play a beat and write a message
I used to catch trains (yeah), now it's planes flyin'
Now I'm real estate and diamond chain buyin'
I used to count change, now it's eight-figure deals
And I spent about a million on the wheels (yeah)
I can't believe what I've achieved
I can't be damned, I need a minute
It's hittin' me way differently
This is a dream, I need a minute
Yeah, in my Moroccan room
Fuckin' a Moroccan who probably wouldn't fuck if I was stuck still stockin' shoes
Oh, what the life after show arena, meet-ups
Overseas, Germany, rappers gettin' beat up
Fly to the next, on the jet, got my feet up
If you had a check, you would flex, you would be Russ
Rap game Jesus, stamped up, Visas
My house is a club, called "Liquor & Latinas"
I used to catch trains (yeah), now it's planes flyin'
Now I'm real estate and diamond chain buyin'
I used to count change, now it's eight-figure deals
And I spent about a million on the wheels (yeah)
I can't believe what I've achieved
I can't be damned, I need a minute
It's hittin' me way differently
This is a dream, I need a minute
Yeah
Writer(s): Russell Vitale, Shalfi Edu
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, SODRAC
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