Crédits
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Joseph Carlos Constancia
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jchron
Ingénierie
CULTXRE
Production
Paroles
The Disrespect for me and my feelings is blatant, I guess that's what happens when you the opposite
Of patient
My community is the opposite of being gated, and hopefully I live long enough to achieve
Greatness
I wave my middle finger at those who be hatin', cause I'll do me until they put me in the
Grave bitch
All on our grind for our pay like a slave is, still couldn't afford life even if they
Up the wages
Pack the pot and pass it after I blaze it, cause I ain't greedy, I gotta share the wealth
Bringin' up others cause most don't care to help
Remember my old job at the grocery store preparin' shelves, now I'm up on the microphone raisin
Hell
Reason I don't associate with you is that you fake as hell
I know my role on the team and I play it well, even though they don't pass the ball
I'm not an actor, I don't act at all, tellin' me you a rapper but you don't even rap at
All
First person shooter mode when I clap at y'all, and I ain't talkin' bout audiences cheering
For basketball
I'm feeling me, there ain't no way you can stop it son, cause the light sticks
To me like a beed from a caulking gun
Thought she was cool before but she not the one, rockin' clothes so fresh them hoes be
Like where you cop that from
I've got some friends from back in the day and we remain solid, I'm on a mission to try
And obtain knowledge
Think you know everything, boy yeah that's not it, yeah that's not it
I've got some friends from back in the day and we remain solid, I'm on a mission to try
And obtain knowledge
Think you know everything, boy yeah that's not it, yeah that's not it
It's time to shrink down my arrogance, heart got broke felt like I took an arrow hit, but
Now I'm back rockin' on the track like I'm Aerosmith
Other dudes ain't nothin' compared to this, cause im selfless rollin' up the blunt I'mma share the spliff
Bitch is the definition of what a "Karen" is, passin' by me in the halls all the girls would stare and shit
I was just walkin' around with my headphones, bumpin' music dancin' like I scored in the
End zone
Got some dough and started collectin' old school Nintendo, burnin' up some of the best
Chronic and it smells dope
Them haters try to crush my confidence, hell no
Layin' down the beat, spit a dope verse like I'm Pharrell bro
I was makin' raps and blazing packs while you were in band class playin' the chello
The government don't change even though I tried voting, new music comin' y'all keep
Your eyes open
I've got some friends from back in the day and we remain solid, I'm on a mission to try
And obtain knowledge
Think you know everything, boy yeah that's not it, yeah that's not it
I've got some friends from back in the day and we remain solid, I'm on a mission to try
And obtain knowledge
Think you know everything, boy yeah that's not it, yeah that's not it
My verses are forever poppin', think we quittin', we ain't never stoppin', say you put in work
But never clock in'
Hopefully my success will not end
Oh shit, Jchron the tracks over!!!
Written by: Joseph Carlos Constancia

