TheJonesMob - Amateur State of Mind lyrics

VERSE 1: Thejonesmob I see no future in life other than being famous I'll make money, no question I'll be the f**ing greatest I'll rap in front of crowds I'm the kid who knows his future That's every kid who thinks they're sick from raps to hooping I'm destined to make money from rap - that's my only option I'm every kid who dreams for fame and will have no one stop him I'm the mindset of every dreamer who schemes for plenty of hoes And dope flows and whole albums that everyone knows I'll be famous on twitter making cash doing shows on road Touring countries on countries stacking flows on flows Good weed getting baked and making so much dough I'm every kid who thinks the "average life won't float my boat" We the amateurs, the dreamers, we the hopeless teens We the not-quite-made-it-yet type with the flow that gleams We the kids who see our futures big and shining bright The kids with diamonds plastered on our minds at night The songs we hear, they all teach us that rhyming tight Is preaching about self, self, self so it outlines our life Women, s**, cash, fat cars, and diamonds bright If this sh** is your happiness then you are the mindless type I surround myself with rap a lot I realize that the media will influence us after all When you listen to Rick Ross the big boss daily You start believing in joy from a Mercedes, but Of course a car is gonna make me feel way cooler And a pretty princess with a way to go straight through her Will make you feel like the king of the world But I'd rather rap than be rich, the simplest words Can mean everything, I'll stop at nothing, this pure determination Tell us the reason we can't make it and I'll turn and face it I'll straight burn erase it, nothing will stop my paces I'll crack this pavement til my payment come from random places I'm every kid writing night and day and extra Coming up with topics, but often Chuck 'em 'afore you Testa Trial and error, persistence we gotta talk a topic Try wordplay and don't keep content on ya pockets We take some of the rhyming and apply it to the violence Of gangsta rap - so the industry rises They sleep but act smart, like can you see through your eyelids While you view life in all shapes and sizes The shape is the triangle, the size is just sizeless And it balls so hard that motherf**ers wanna find it Time and time again I joke but look what I did I took a topic talked about it rocked it - also rhymed it 2:17 BRIDGE This the method that the Amateurs hafta take Extreme effort, simple ways of rapping great I'm eating lyrics, you barely got half a taste The Amateur State of Mind VERSE 2 Thejonesmob This the method that the Amateurs hafta take Extreme effort for more ways rapping great Any single kid can do it if you put your mind to it There's a reason it's cliche, do you mind proving? It's obvious if you try hard Then you're either gonna make it straight up or die hard 9 bars can make another mans life simple A 9 co*ked can make another mans life tremble I incorporate the hood in my raps, I'll be set, great But I ain't from the hood, so that's a dead weight I rather rap about the Steveston Streets, CRC Friday Night, Cold Shots, bumping Eazy-E I got that hood mentality I'll deal d** or rap, that's my reality But I'd never in my whole life know how to deal d** So my only future is rap, it's real tough I feel like the f**ing king getting compliments Kids say "Nice raps, Matty" I'll get co*ky, sh** I rock a bit of swag, I am a co*ky brat Brain washed by Slim Shady, barely built off rock and rap Shady was once Amateur, so was Biggie Smalls If you think you'll be great without persistence than I figure y'all Might as well stop now, f** school drop out Persistence is the drive of existence, throw a toss down Wrestle your way up, nestle your way in You don't have to say much, but when you do you have to know when They take the words but the message makes no sense It rather makes millions, and I still have to flow dense It still has to sound cool if you get the message or not This is why I be stressing a lot They understand it more if they're seshing with pot So listen while you're baked for the message to pop I want y'all to understand it But you just hear snares and a**onance and your mind goes, "bam, click" f** the wordplay, it's a message But if I didn't put rhymes and a beat you wouldn't get it