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Priorities

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Priorities was released on August 1, 2015 by 86 Joon as a part of the album 86 - EP

Song Details

Release DateAugust 1, 2015

Label86 Joon

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM70

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

86 Joon

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Julian Ray Ransom

Julian Ray Ransom

Songwriter

Lyrics

Now they talking gun rap, gun clap

Man you just a rapper you won’t bust that, pull that

**** you a actor; non factor to my real life, and I ain’t hating

**** I ain’t banging, but this **** right here I ain’t playing

Label’s ain’t been hitting me up, I ain’t gon’ lie

I’m in these streets getting my paper up, ask me that’s why

I tried to leave this shit behind, but thoughts rewind

And memories weren’t made for me

History’s a slave to me, faded is the way for me

That’s why I’m locked up, but not because of cooking rocks up

I’m like like a rasta; weed in my blunt still, not packing steel

Except when pillows going outro, I’m growing kill

Packs peeled, labels peeled, then we hit the grill

Celebrate, cake up, then they know the drill

Back to work, we ain’t hurting we just doing what we love

Not worried about the timing cause we never on the run

But Marley said that money can’t buy life

I traded life for cash and God ain’t saying it ain’t right

We chasing time and time it’s never adding up

So let me check the time right after time and hope I make the cut

Make the cut

Make the cut

Like a college kid on draft day

Wait until I heard them say

Made the cut

**** made the cut

Like a college kid on draft day

**** I’mma get paid

Tupac knew you hoe ****

In other people pockets type hoe ****

See pimps stack, we don’t lack

We get paid, we don’t jack

Just give me what I’m owed, ****

Diamonds, cash and gold, ****

Fat ass and a gold digger

And everything that I own, ****

That’s mine, see that’s mine

I saw that, I want that

You look back, now that’s mine

Medusa got you stoned now

Sensemilla blunt rounds

Pound for pound with no crowns

So loud with the speakers out

So high, I’m high now

That was just for fun

I swear if I don’t drop a song, then I have fell off in a month

I’m working harder than these rappers who can’t even buy a blunt

But put out song after song and y’all be thinking that they on

We all do it for someone ****

This is for my city and your bitch’s pretty figure

How you saying you out running shit and making hits

Tryna claim the table, **** better have some chips

Cause I made the cut

****, made the cut

Not a college kid on draft day

I’m a hustler from CA

Make the cut

Make the cut

Like a college kid on draft day

Wait until I heard them say

Made the cut

**** made the cut

Like a college kid on draft day

**** I’mma get paid

Written by: Julian Ray Ransom

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