Shooting Stars
J Dot
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Let's get it For every rap nigga I'm wit it Peace to 2-3 zone, don't quit it I'll be right here wit the 4-5 gripped Lotta niggas talk while I'm out on my shit But if you want proof then let's take a lil trip It started with a pen stroke, I was only 13 Trynna buy time, I ain't worried bout dreams Bar after bar, hook after hook Back of the trans, head buried in a book Cyphers at the crib, trynna find a voice Cd skippin, trynna write through the noise Beat after beat, take after take Grind for respect, I ain't thinkin bout breaks Fast forward a minute, now ain't no limits Gotta set a bar, lame niggas won't get it So I'm poppin my shit... Now i know why all of these people started to change They don't show love, and they want you to stay in a lane But where were y'all for me when I was just soaking in rain Now I'm that guy and it's easy to just drop a name... Lets get it... All this rap smoke im with it Come up off the last batch, tell me I aint spaze that But they want the hits, and Chuck told me bring it back Now im on track, runnin my pace Lappin mc like they're runnin in place Fake friends deaded, now they outta my face Thought they wanted beef but couldn't handle the taste But my team is just right, we be vibin all night 11 floors up with a view thats life Jack to the chest, Crown to the brain This life that we speakin on, homie insane New black coupe swervin in and outta lanes Never conform boy I go against the grain Thought you had me finished but you know that aint right Kicked back, feet up on your neck, enjoying life... Now i know why all of these people started to change They don't show love, and they want you to stay in a lane But where were y'all for me when I was just soaking in rain Now I'm that guy and it's easy to just drop a name... You say you want the truth, cuz my image seems smeared But them people talking on my name were never really there They just find it unfair, that I prosper through the years And the skin that I shed, I have left it right there Gasoline poured, and my future lit the match So if you wanna talk about it, pull up with the facts Like how about the fact, that you sing behind a turned back Standing in my face expecting to get a dap back My time is too little, life's too fickle So I keep a small gang with me right in the middle This my land, call me O-Lakes 2 3's on ya back, got you runnin like you're OJ Guess you got the juice, but homie that aint forever You trynna push buttons, well homie Im pulling levers Raised by a king, taught by a queen Figured you should know what the last name means... Gang Now i know why all of these people started to change They don't show love, and they want you to stay in a lane But where were y'all for me when I was just soaking in rain Now I'm that guy and it's easy to just drop a name...
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