Baby Jay - Closing Statement lyrics

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Baby Jay - Closing Statement lyrics

Look I've been speaking out my life into existence, you my witness Coach put me in the game I wasn't made to sit the benches Coming straight up from the bottom of the bottom, that's the trenches Opposition got a problem I got the tools for your wrenches Well connected in these streets, my life been nothing short of crazy Once my pen hit these beats, my nights been turning into days see These rappers they getting lazy, no they won't ever duplicate me How I do this sh** so crazy, no record labels ever paid me By choice, you mothaf**as could never market my voice I came to f** the game raw, and all you pussies looking moist I'm like Kareem, Karl Malone or Kobe shooting these points I mix the Henny with the gasoline I put in these joints There ain't no telling what I'm about to do Cause everything out of my mouth is true I'll live forever through my music A legend what I've amounted to Yo, I should slow the flow up I got this weed to roll up Pour up until i throw up Feeling like I'll never blow up But f** that, I keep it g won't ever hear me on your radio Cause half y'all favorite rappers bout to turn into uhh where'd he go? You signed a deal and got f**ed, so don't compare me bro Cause half y'all ain't real, the other half of y'all can barely flow And if the shoe fits then wear it, you a industry parrot You gettin money 30/70 you should be embarra**ed Your bosses boss got a boss, that's how the 4 of you share it? It's all good, you got a chain that's 24 karats? Man that's goofy, but do your thing ain't nothing to me I make music when I want don't need nobody to stu me I write the song, record it, mix and engineer it truthly Free time I turn your girl into a groupie in my jacuzzi She be telling all your stories, I swear she be talking loosely No I don't care, just throw it back and seduce me I put this weed in the air, my phone been capturing movies Turned her out and sent her back because her attitude bougie But f** a b**h, we here to talk about you on some s**er sh** And how I'm here to tow the game I brought the truck with a hitch I got a drive that don't stop, you need some luck with your pitch Every song I'm 3 for 3, your single stuck on the bench And I don't meant to sound co*ky, but put yourself in my shoes I been working 7 years to prove myself while they snoozed You blew up off one song with nothing better to choose I been dropping double features because it's better in twos Told myself I'd never lose, my next move I do it better Lately the sh** I write sound like a suicide letter Anybody who want it I let it ride on whoever Straight jacket in the booth I keep it tight with the sweater My mood change with the weather, my d** all different kind of types I do this sh** for rap my Soundcloud got me all kinds of hype Because they knowing that this that real sh**, that "damn he got some sk** sh**" It's too late for these labels, I'm at the crib and they tryna Skype Like hold my dick, two times cause y'all was sleep when I started Now I'm the sh**, they wanna put these CD's on the market But don't worry, I get my profits independent with my squadron Signed my homies to the team because they riding regardless This sh** is crazy thinking back about how far we done made it We use to dream about these days back when nobody would play it In a position to change our lives I seen my lane and I paved it So if my time should ever come, just look at what we created Like God damn, I need to slow down it's getting too scary I don't think anybody knows about this weight that I carry These past months been losing sleep and making sure before I'm buried I'm going deep until the end like 4th down and hail marys Longevity, these boom bap beats they get the best of me Lyrical showcase in every verse you know the recipe We in a different league, there's no chance of you sitting next to me 72 bars it's just a flex how I finesse the beat While I ride sh** out, I hope you know I'm not playing I move my pen so crazy quote every word that I'm saying Lightyears beyond my age my soul ain't open for payment I'm bout to die a f**in legend how I'm closing this statement (x2)

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