just getting started - j-man lyrics
[verse] i ‘member workin’ for them j’s, mane, i was broke as h*ll started rapping, steady busy trappin’, you can f*ckin’ tell. eyes so red, i look like a demon, never scared or frail. bought that onion, went and learn’t to code, now i’m living well
i’m tryna’ concentrate, go get this pape’, and get to running. n*gga claim he made 200k, that n*gga steady frontin’ . full boxed, 200 pump, ha, his gang can’t get the rez. they like, “why that n*gga snoring?” jman put his a** to bed
bow*bow, ha, like, “shawty, whatchu’ on?” i got big chief, boutiq, flying horse, and ‘woods if you a dawg. hit my cell at 1800*smackdown if u trynna hawk. this my year, i’m already knowing, so i just might hog the ball
i’d rather work the paint than shoot some threes, mane, lazy ain’t my name. folks, i really hoop, go check my stats, drop 48 a game. i been plotting, beat chopping, pape’ gettin’, and hotboxin’ i just walk up on the scene and all these females get to flockin’
pull up stripey, whistle in my hand, call shots just like the ref. he was dissing, so i up my fully, hot just like his breath. i’m exotic, really born a doozy, jackson in blood. run the cak, go ask about me, mane, the ‘mill really my hood
i’m like ‘melo, take his ankles everyday. if he get to running, hawk him down and hit ’em in his face. boy, you know we stuntin’, fresh asl, like “drip” my middle name. boy, i’m never bluffin’, honesty got me a long way
okay, that’s just what the fox say. ding*ding*ding, like tootang. rtb sh*t, queen city, know we reppin’ everyday. ehb, you know i’m stamped, think it’s cap? go ask da gang
i was slimey, now i’m moving different, had to change my ways. yeah, trap jumpin’, but i’m trynna up my rank. got 2 b’s at 15, now 16, trynna catch a k. walk down that n*gga shiland, grab the semi, go get the drac
he claim that i’m a b*tch, well, c’mon, let’s see what dat switchey got to say. that boy busy actin’ tuff while i was slippin’ on his shawty. mane, she hit the chat, sayin’, “bring me back,” like, “h*, i ain’t r*t*rded”. yeah, his body stink, i left him dead, got me thinkin’ that he farted. oh, this rapping sh*t, i’m h*lla smooth, but mane, i’m just getting started
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