BLOUSIN Lyrics – Rob49

BLOUSIN Lyrics by Rob49 is a new english song by Rob49. The song is released on ROB49’s official YouTube channel, written and produced by Rob49, and from the album Let Me Fly. Known for his raw delivery and uncompromising lyricism, Rob49 crafts an aggressive, streetwise anthem that blends southern grit with triumphant bravado, offering a hard-hitting listening experience.

Thematically, “BLOUSIN” reflects Rob49’s commitment to the grind, his loyalty to those closest to him, and the cutthroat mentality required to survive in his world. The lyrics pulse with high energy and defiance, capturing both the burdens and blessings that come with street-earned success. From dealing with betrayal and incarceration to flaunting wealth and protecting his circle, Rob49 uses vivid storytelling and relentless flow to assert his dominance and address those who doubted or disrespected him.

BLOUSIN Details

BLOUSIN Lyrics

[Intro]
Turn it up, turn me up in the headphones
Turn me up more, man, some more
Yeah
Biggest in this shit, man, fuck a nigga talkin’ about?
Slow motion better than no motion, man
Shit, yeah

[Chorus]
Soon as I wake up, it’s hustle, If you ever played, it’s fuck you
He a shooter, he don’t scuffle, he blow that horn like David Ruffin
Big ol’ chain, shit cost a championship ring, I put that on my blousin
Make that call and smackers poppin’ out, bitch, don’t get hit ’bout money

[Verse 1]
We sellin’ cane pops, was doin’ the same thing until them crackers came
House party just like Kid ‘n Play, yo’ dog done showed us where you stay
If your gang starvin’, you ain’t no real nigga, pussy, share your plate
You can see real in my face, pop your top, see what you think
I ain’t get no sleep in a week, I seen more banks than feet
They keep askin’ who the biggest out, nigga should’ve knew it’s me (Hm)
House arrest for seven months, I got kicked off the lease (Hm)
Brodie called me from the fuckin’ feds, said he want Angel Reese
He want Latto sister (Hm), told ’em I’ll pop it for him (Hm)
He been locked up, told him when he touch down, bitch, I’ma put you on (Hm)
He so use to me fuckin’ project hoes, I’m tryna show him something (Hm)
He feel like if I fuck, then he fucked, bitch, that’s my fuckin’ brother (Hm)
Shittin’ on nigga like I took a laxative, catch big 4 in traffic (Hm)
Catch big 4 in lassie, sleep on a fuckin’ groupie mattress (Hm)
Say I ain’t get that pack in, fuck nigga, stop that fuck cappin’
You was my dog in high school, see you today, I’ma fuckin’ smack ya (Hm)
That’s how shit be, come through solo, I ain’t gotta be ten deep
Put my hoes in CC, big 4 poppin’ out, Lamborghini (Hm)
My girl ’cause will put shit down, don’t make big 4 call Nikki (Hm)
Nigga rather die than see me shine, well fuck boy die, you see me
Them moissanites not VV, this here on me is VV
That shit on VM VV, the pack touch down, that’s TD
I’m on forty pills weekly, when they bust, I’m sleepy
If my ho worth, then she get it, I take care the needy
I take care my of people, I take care of my dogs in jail
I take care of my uncle, locked up right now with a L

[Pre-Chorus]
Skee
Skee
Skee
Yeah

[Chorus]
Soon as I wake up, it’s hustle, If you ever played, it’s fuck you
He a shooter, he don’t scuffle, he blow that horn like David Ruffin
Big ol’ chain, shit cost a championship ring, I put that on my blousin
Make that call and smackers poppin’ out, bitch, don’t get hit ’bout money

[Verse 2]
I ain’t none of that talking, get on your knees, bitch, treat me like a God
Brodie play with cars, he come back with them toys like Santa Claus
We pop out all kind of cars, ask G, we break the law
2021, setup shop in BR, nigga think I’m from the north

[Outro]
Skee
Skee
Skee
Skee

BLOUSIN Lyrics Meaning

[Intro]
The intro sets the tone with a mix of confidence and urgency. Rob49 demands higher volume in his headphones—symbolic of wanting his voice and presence amplified both in the studio and the streets. He introduces a mantra of perseverance with “slow motion better than no motion,” reinforcing a mindset of constant progression, no matter the pace. This section effectively primes the listener for the hustle-fueled narrative that follows.

[Chorus]
Here, Rob49 delivers a mission statement: he wakes up every day to hustle and has zero tolerance for disloyalty. The reference to David Ruffin, a famously flamboyant and troubled soul singer, adds flair to the description of his shooter’s boldness. His chain, equated to the value of a championship ring, is more than jewelry—it’s a trophy of survival and success. The final line underscores his reach and influence, warning that disrespect can trigger violent consequences.

[Verse 1]
This densely packed verse blends personal anecdotes with commentary on loyalty, ambition, and street life. Rob49 reflects on his roots in drug dealing and generational hustle, contrasting that with betrayal and the pressure to support others. He shames those who hoard resources instead of uplifting their circle and boasts about his sleepless grind and material gains. Mentions of house arrest, phone calls from incarcerated friends, and fantasies of celebrity encounters ground his brags in real struggle. Throughout, his tone fluctuates between pride and aggression, showing both his protective side and readiness for conflict.

[Pre-Chorus]
The repetition of “Skee” serves as a vocal ad-lib and a rhythmic reset, re-energizing the listener before the chorus returns. It adds a signature flourish that aligns with Rob49’s style and maintains momentum between sections.

[Chorus]
The chorus returns with the same defiant tone, reinforcing the themes of hustle, retaliation, and earned opulence. The repetition deepens its impact, making it not only a catchy hook but a reinforcement of Rob49’s unbending ethos.

[Verse 2]
This final verse is brief but potent. Rob49 dismisses false humility, demanding devotion and asserting his dominance in relationships. The imagery of his associate returning with “toys” adds a layer of menace, hinting at both financial and physical power. His reference to operating in Baton Rouge (BR) while being mistaken for a local underscores his adaptability and street credibility across regions. It’s a sharp, confident closer that rounds out the song’s themes of control, respect, and regional reach.

[Outro]
The outro echoes the “Skee” ad-lib once more, acting as a rhythmic signature and outro motif. It closes the track with the same energy it began with—assertive, unapologetic, and locked into Rob49’s gritty aesthetic.

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