I keep having this dream, right But in it... I'm just pounding away at this anvil with a hammer Shaping a sword like they did in the old days Preparing to head off to a battle I'm not sure I can win but I just keep hammering And then this music starts playing and I just float up to the sky and fly away Weird Jump I'm the man Had a bit a doubt about whether or not I can move on past the difficulties here and withstand sinking in the bustle of life like quicksand So I rap like blam Blow up on the spot like blam Pulling trigger shots like blam Everybody like Damn Nigga gone ham Unaffected by the racists Ignoring Uncle Sam He just want up in my pockets But I'm broke too broke I ain't got a dime to spend I swear my grind so sprockets I'm a happy lil' bloke JT make a rhyme a trend Friend And I've searched the world wide over Looking so hard to find The folks who feel my songs and will sing along and bring me luck Like a 4-leaf clover Now work like Yeah Time to clock in Make the money cause they asking where the rock been Pay the cover cause the club so moshing Tick-tocking All the homies at the pad been sloshing But the niggas running shit say we need those bucks If we trying to play a concert and give no fucks But I'll be the judge of that I'm still young and black And wild Like I run with a wolf pack Whoa

Aye Work You in my house now Boy Jump Uh Uh JT Get it Okay You wanna rock like this Wanna sip a little potion and get off your wits You in the home of JT dude Don't be rude Or Ima crack your fucking skull Until I own you Man the party's at my place Tom like I'm MySpace Rap like I'm Ghostface This party got bold taste And niggas sipping Jack in the back So gon and get a little drink Until you start feeling that And we can turn the music up Straight crank it And wiggle on the floor To make the brothers wanna spank it And we don't give a fuck We too busy getting down and messing 'round To even fucking think it It's amazing Got the weed blazing Thinking bout it Got the we blazing Yeah But I can't think of something I want more And if you ain't about it there's the door Nigga We in the Emerald Manor With bottles stacking bottles and we all got valor So take a load off Cause this shit is on I have my niggas set you up with a glass of patron And just Bounce x7 We in the Emerald Manor Okay You ain't heard rock like this My shit bends genres And makes you lock your fists Yeah The tune is kinda soothing and the groove'll get you moving But soon You go goon and run off on fits The way we awesome rich The way we flossing bitch Back it up Back it up Bring on all them chicks And maybe drop some bricks The way I drop some bars We get it wet and got the heat Like we live up on Mars But the party still bump No slump Shots, blunts, bongs, and shots On all y'all chumps This the life Making the bread If you a fuckboy Bet I'll show you my knife then cut off your head Man the kid don't play His rap so slay JT on attack Then bring it right back You rolling with the baddest (Haha) You bad boys started getting the gist So thanks for coming to the party Way to get it started Now get your ass departed Who me? Shit, I'm taking it slow Turn on some Netflix Maybe pack a bowl When I say pack a bowl You know that I mean 3 Boy It ain't the crib if I ain't got some tree But that's all friend We ain't got time to lend Pack it up We gonna slam it on the next weekend Next weekend x2 Chillaxin Making money loving honies Got me lax man Ain't nobody taking shotties and these racks man My ball been going all ways I'm stunting all days Cept now I'm chillaxin I'm chillaxin Nigga I'm chillaxin I'm chillaxin Oh I'm chillaxin Nigga I'm chillaxin I'm chillaxin Aye You niggas want fire You niggas want real You niggas gon tire tryna keep up with the noise I feel I'm saying that I never asked for a handout Nah You niggas can keep that shit I'm stunting As far as my career Ima fan out Straight killing while I'm riding that whip Y'all fronting Tell em how I eat that talk I'm hungry House full of sundries Chillax Turn on Cinemax Til about 12:30 Then it's Skinemax Been preaching how I got no chill or nothing Yeah That's right x2 Man But tonight I'm taking 4 pills and buzzing Yeah So set for the night I'm chill I'm chillaxin Nigga I'm chillaxin I'm chillaxin Oh I'm chillaxin Nigga I'm chillaxin I'm chillaxin Yeah Fly like a plane over Palm trees Any time I get down hear don't leave Damn haters talk shit like they know me Try to own me Real niggas try to phone me Get work like every day And I ain't really give a damn like what's her name And what's the game Adjusting like adjusting frames and beat that ass like busting lames And ball so hard that you're girlie came And bowl so hard like bowling lanes You nah I'm saying I'm spraying like a shotgun Trippity pop one and then I bust again Don't trust your friends Now they work for me Kill your squad Buy your homies for a couple G's They suck like fleas So excuse me please And get your sucks nigga problems up and out my b Jump Jump Nah sit down Tonight I'm king of the couch where's my crown Drugs got me weak like babies Even all that Spit cray like rabies Maybe Cruise in the red Mercedes Sitting real nice like I do on daily And I'm not failing Rough waters I'm sailing But you don't see me bailing Cause I know when I get home Got a bong that'll rip til it hit dome Don't call to my dead phone That's dead wrong Play this tune when you freak That's a bed song So chill like icee Pirate irate so Kiera Knightly Make you wanna fight me or wanna run I'm spent Don't make me get out my gun Cause I'm chill I'm chillaxin Nigga I'm chillaxin I'm chillaxin Oh I'm chillaxin Nigga I'm chillaxin I'm chillaxin

Can't do it like me Write something down and then we gon see Ain't no words you got can flinch me Took a half year writing the book on poetry Then I put trap down catch you on your feet Girl Lean back now Let your boy sleep Shouldn't cross me See you next week Sittin with your chick I be cranking that heat Give it to em Uhh Nigga wassup though I'm so cutthroat I quick flash disappear into the gun smoke Poof I'm western That's Gunsmoke (Gun hits tin can) South side OH I run folks (Run that) And that's all folks This toon loon Piggy piggy in the bank No mu shu (Mmm) You want lay But I won't play Roll up to me I'm like "who you?" Got a mega mind Like that blue dude That Ferrell? That dude huge But I hero like Brad Pitt That Metro Man I can get So hetro showgirls can hit Don't grab your piece or your hand's split and I'll pop off like grand zit and peel out in my Kuntash transit I'm so hero Cape floating in the air everywhere that he go Play it up in the hood Errybody like we know Know about that nigga coming up from zero That hero Hit it Nigga wassup though Don't front though JT do right with the up fro But nobody on me like your grandmama couch Do me so good make em say *woah* I'm too fly So Tailow Gold rings My hands so halo Got stacks high Don't pay low My gang on this game like Saints Row Put a couple of G's to shit that I please make niggas respect on they knees I'm grabbing my keys I listen to Yee-zy Bumping that shit on the streets Ain't nothing to see So y'all take it easy Or I'll explode on the scene and fire so mean Leave bullets and pieces of your boys left in the heat I'm done messing around Other rappers tried stepping to me Ended up putting bodies in the ground What's that sound? Me nigga with an AK finna spray, spray til you fall down Nigga (Hey, hey) JT on the bars like a fixed case No key cause I roll with a black face Too real? Wake up lil nigga That's why I'm here to break up lil niggas and the po-po 5-0 Looking for a victim Better drive slow slow Hope that you missed him and that he isn't waiting with a crew and a pistol Ready to blow straight missile It's a day in the life Out here every day some shit going on So we on that strife but I ain't got no worries a hero's making this song JT I'm so hero Cape floating in the air everywhere that he go Play it up in the hood Errybody like we know Know about that nigga coming up from zero That hero Hit it Man I'm only twenty years old But I speak my peace and they say I'm so bold But I'm sick of telling fibs and lies instead of giving it straight I'm tryna save the world ain't no piece of cake But I asked for this Human sacrifice I ain't saying it all again I done spoke it twice I'll swoop in Soon as I make a stand Done this on my own I don't need a band I been on it since I was a youngin since back way before I knew how to be thugging since I was in grade school on hair I be tugging to now when I got this whiskey I be chugging You niggas ain't nothing you only be bugging me so I will pull out this weapon I'm lugging See instead of fighting Y'all should just be hugging Cause this nigga is too proficient in mugging And when I beat ass I'll only be shrugging It ain't even hard All day I be slugging Damn boy Stay posted up Go smoke a blunt And come back til the track's so overdone (Yeah) Time's up It's over Run My hits got volts like Second Son Lightning on the song I'm having fun Take notes You could prolly learn something Hun From JT Amazing Real nigga with a mind so crazy Lock me away but I'll melt the cage With my fire The thoughts go on for days as I fire rays Like laser Real talk I'm a next gen savior Yo girl love when I save her and get hype off my behavior I'm so hero Cape floating in the air everywhere that he go Play it up in the hood Errybody like we know Know about that nigga coming up from zero That hero Hit it

Ah Kill it x2 On the beat Talk had got the whole team stressing Let that get to me and Ima teach a mean lesson Yeah And the kid ain't messing Yeah Nah, the kid still repping Repping for the dreams he conceived while he feigning for the music Sitting, side winding The impeccable stoop kid My knees so ashy Look like I kneeled in coke Drinking coke so cold that I needed a coat Floating in water so deep like I'm needing a boat Sinking in this debt so deep like I needed a rope I'll go slow Y'all folks don't know the meaning of broke Thinking I don't need class A meeting of jokes I can work and rap my meaningful hopes But that bar don't bring cash they leave you alone What the hell I say to that then huh Fire off a gat til I splat them bruh Sell out Like I never fucked with rap then cuh But they can't afford the life that nappy boys come from Eyes dart side to side My eyes of a cat That see all this fake shit And all these traps Man, I can't take it None of this crap I'll be last I'll be had But that ain't where I'm at I hit tilt And the kid back on Hitting that stain for the new rap song Hit your tilt and the hood tilt too Feeling like you unwrapped a brand new you Shit so true Only know wealth Even if I ain't got that myself Tryna be the man with the brand new label New kids to Irate squad My cards on the table Man Don't let the haters say shit to you You know they speak nonsense You're wonderful boo All the stars in the sky shine light up at the right time All cause your design's incredible boo When you hear them talk Say nothing x2 It ain't worth your time to be honest Bitches on the low be fronting But they ain't worth a dime so keep stuntin Talk had got the whole team stressing Let that get to me and Ima teach a mean lesson Yeah And the kid ain't messing Yeah Nah, the kid still repping Repping for the dreams he conceived while he feigning for the music Sitting, side winding The impeccable stoop kid Back to the lab like Dexter Ain't no Dee Dee's unless they hit the bed first Only DD's round here got the D's in the chest And they bees in the trap Nicky tease on the steps With the ass that'll go to the morning Kitchen got the cereal pouring People stay around for a nigga with a dollar bill on him You sure ain't give a fuck when he wasn't real touring Got the headphones so it ain't nothing Bet my ass keep stunting See through the lies and deceit and the lies in the street And the cops leaving niggas out lying in the street See a crime niggas beat I'm crying on the beat Cause I'm weak but I see What they trying to be As I puff on the tree I'm gon fluff history And create something great to a T Dirty boy Kill it Talk has got the whole team stressing Let that get to me and I'm teach a mean lesson Yeah I eat a weak crying nigga for breakfast Uh And mark that sucker off of my checklist I know you people wouldn't expect this Express hits From a nerdy nigga Scoring bright on his testing

Yeah Tilt to the beat Got the radio loud x2 Aye Uh Aye Show me something that you wanna do (Yeah) :Show me what it do with the crew: (Yeah) :Show me what's new in the stu: (Yep) Pack it up and take it to the club (Aye) Saying what's up (Aye) Errybody turnt in the mug (Right) :Bout to drop bombs like a B-47 Right now: (Blam) See you up in heaven right now Flew too close to the sun :and my black ass falling back down Like a ton: (Like a ton of what) Ton of bricks banging right now (Damn) Irate :Get it altogether like wow: (Sheesh) Think I'm a Jedi (Nope) But I got Timmy Darkside :making Sith beats right now: (Right now) Afro round :Little boy gorilla: (Ooh) Slanging with my DK pound (Uh) Finna give life to my town :and when everyone's around Ima show em how my squad get down: (aye x4) Get down like work (Woof) That's my code :That's my ninja way: (Nigga) Better not stay when the clip unloads Cause it blows all the foes and my woes away (Bye, bye) :And I sway to the left and tilt hoe: :Then I move to the right like real slow: I don't spend dough I save up Til the east side kid can spend clutch (Kill it) Young Master Oughta call me sir :Petting little kitties like Purr: (Meow) True villain (Right here) so Mr. Freeze :Cause I'm so cool: like brr God damn I'm freaking all the people with da heat up in a speaker and a brain pussy niggas call odd Damn Finna call a preacher (Yeah) Finna call a priest (Yeah) just to teach you I'm a god (King) Nigga :Work for the pain my brother: Work for the shit we all been through (That's right) Shit :I'm working real hard for a mother Every other day I just been blue: But I ain't gon fall (Nope) Said I won't fall flat (Fall flat) Leave that shit at home Boy :I ball (you ball) I ball like that: (that) Buckets in my zone (Aye x4) Boy Yo T Kill em This that Timmy Darkside shit nigga Kill em Work x4 Aye That cut so smooth Play them keys :Swing that groove: Fall like leaves in the room :When you hear that DJ boom: Timmy D Young JT Reckless takers of the crown Haters running on the track :You know they gonna come around: Quiet rage in my fists Wild shaking up my cage Turn the page We so wise :Got me feeling like a sage: Rap so long that I get so weird :Fraid I've become the things I've feared: Took one peep in the little keyhole of hip-hop :and asking What's in here?: Kill it

JT ain't been here that long Ain't really good at writing a sad song Cause when that microphone clicks on my heart beats 808's till dawn And I know that Drake's music the hottest I'd be remise if I wasn't honest That in a couple years a few at best My rhyme scheme'll put the world to the test Flash back I remember the first grade My eyes got bad 'round then turned my vision to a shade But I grabbed those flimsy glasses and smiled real big in those plays and classes Can't keep me down I ain't ever gave up Class mind before class clown When I looked around all over the playground My friends absorbed the sound of the mold break down happenin' right before us They didn't shut up They belted the chorus Looking back then I should have known We'd do great things the day we're grown So I do my part and throw that sign My black fist pick in hair aligned Everybody else has done took off and I'm not getting left behind Oh, oh, oh We ain't been here that long Ain't really good at writing a sad song Cause when that microphone clicks on my heart beats 808's till dawn And I know that I've got ways to go I can't let that slow down the show So take my hand and call my name I'll do my best to do the same Flash flood In the membrane A dizzy little drizzle of the dreams It kills like Kane Am I still smart or just insane When I toss my head in pouring rain When a bum asks me if I've got change I tell that fool I'm sorry main Only got enough to keep the lights on Slither like a python Flying off like crane And I kinda feel bad but not that much It all fades from my girlfriend's touch It all goes soft the sec I crush a lyric on a melody so lush This the only song I haven't cussed on Thinking in my bedroom have I lost my way Is all this noise all I can say Do I really care if I get lay I don't know cause We ain't been here that long Ain't really good at writing a sad song Cause when that microphone clicks on my heart beats 808's till dawn And I know that Dreams are a start but to kill at an art You just gotta make it real Little JT fell apart But he still got his heart and a skin like AK Steel Flash both headlights to warn some deer Cause just like them I'm filled with fear Take a big drag from my vape No escape tryna speak to exasperated ears Cry out Can you hear me now Like the guy in the commercials Wandering the earth Cause I need a friend Need a soldier Need another person who's felt like this since birth Tell me it ain't too farfetched to want more While sitting at home Hard work on soft floor Laptop open Me and Jake smoking Cell phone broken No money for phone store Only thing that makes sense to me is rhythm Hear me roar Like we in Katy P's prism If your brain runs like mine you feel this And pray to God Your words sound like realness And work cause We ain't been here that long Ain't really good at writing a sad song Cause when that microphone clicks on my heart beats 808's till dawn And I know that Real rappers drop a dime on a line and forget the words they wrote But I feel like I can change how the game is arranged and to make my ideas float And I know that We ain't been here that long Ain't really good at writing a sad song Cause when that microphone clicks on my heart beats 808's till dawn And I know that Drake's music the hottest I'd be remise if I wasn't honest That in a couple years a few at best My rhyme scheme'll put the world to the test Flash back

In my head Got them cameras all up in my face On the real Walking round like I'm a disgrace Logic turning into daydreams Outer space That's where you find my brain at It don't leave no trace (Yeah) I started thinking I don't know a fucking thing bout music I started making all my shit with heart and disillusion Every time I add a synth Trying not to lose it Every time I throw that bass I wonder what I'm proving Head nappy But I'm happy Doin' lines Ain't lying Man we do it all the time Me and Gyp Finna tear the pussy up Like a mad dog Couldn't touch us even if we hit it half hard Killer young nigga with a hitlist Finger on a trigger pointed at your face mischief No you won't forget this Sweeter than then ya mamma's fresh Lipton Twins up in the ballroom A nigga straight Tipton Ooh You on that Disney channel hood though Talking bout the past make a nigga drop a good flow Cash flow Deeper than the ocean When the last time I ever been so open Sitting at the top like a nigga so chosen Yeah Bitch We chill so frozen Just to let you hear the words I've spoken (Irate) Hey Gyp These bitches think we joking I'll smoke em Whoa No Quite for a minute Everybody listen carefully Taking on the game so don't pretend you ain't aware of me Home is in my workshop Whip is in the parking lot Better represent CEO is on my parking spot When it's dark or not When I spark the block You ever heard of Irate lil thot I'm the leader Ain't nobody meaner And I ain't gotta be Cleveland to give them bitches the steamer Nigga we the virus in your brain stem You can't erase them You got my album but wait I thought you hate him But at the end I know you calling me fam Hit the deuces up at my show but know I don't give a damn I'm here to Work x7 Now watch me Work x3 I got some bands in my hands Cause you know I been at work man I got a working man's grind All the time But that grind means I'm inclined to shine Every time I hit a stage Tommy blow out Always asking for me to reveal my know how But you either know how or you don't man Niggas never asking recipes from the dope man Know'm saying? Cause I done said like a mug all year And despite the lack of reception Nappy boy's all cheer Kill it

Tales of a little seed My man x2 Shuffle to the brittle beat I ain't paid to ball yet Still up on my little league Yeah The tales of a little seed Whoa Tales of a little seed The only story worth another and another read Only ink that's worth a damn's the ink flowing when I bleed Yeah The tales of a little seed Tales of a little seed Figments of my intuitions flowing through my nemosine Ladies hit me up to show they tails I ain't never seen But I'm just flipping past them pages in this magazine I'm shooting fakers til I empty out the magazine apostle with sharpest precision fading niggas here to Queens Done it better than your dreams Stone's reaching better things Better than a fleet of healthy mamas with them glitter rings I thought I told ya Fresher than the listerine Future got me written in the pages of history I don't understand how my plans have done this to me Turned me from a nerd To a cold-hearted mystery who slaying any takers tryna take my crown with blasphemy You don't wanna be hanging when Tommy's pouring the gasoline I got the matches so back the fuck up or fire's happening Watching you burn and listen to the sound of my own cackling Man What are we gon do? Said the mother about her saplings when them two through The two figured a quiet dampening would end this soon But it created a factory of new rap groove Shit I guess I'm a product of channeling this blues Put off paying my billing cause I just paid all these dues On some handy dandy notebook Write these clues that'll lead a young nigga to the life real soon In the Tales of a little seed My man x2 Shuffle to the brittle beat I ain't paid to ball yet Still up on my little league Yeah The tales of a little seed Whoa Tales of a little seed The only story worth another and another read Only ink that's worth a damn's the ink flowing when I bleed Yeah The tales of a little seed The kid finna take the lead And he doing it on his own Fuck your charity He do the vocals Edits Postals 'Fore he even breath Now that's dedication or motivated apathy Carrying on with dignity but tearing in the heartstrings Hoping that when it's over my behavior they be pardoning Young boy know he got talent There's just no arguing nor changing his mental about his future doing R&B Put him on a fifty foot poster Taller me Make the kid a voice of generations Honestly Then again I'd rather be the savior all this talk is cheap Better yet I'll be the Angel on some mind freak Killer killer You might think he's heartless Actually he hardened Been tending to his garden but answer to a warden No sir A lone wolf soldier Sinking deeper in this hell but it only gets colder in the Tales of a little seed I swear to god Y'all gotta be kidding me I put my soul in my music and no one on my little feed The tales of a little seed Damn Tales of a little seed I admittedly started rapping with an evil greed But pain has put me in my place Now I'm here to feed Feeling frail in my tales of a little seed

Paid Saved Cash Paved (This style is dedicated to a nigga who touched my soul with language) Money School Funny Rule Out here tryna get paid Feeling so lost But I just been saved Niggas round here only care bout cash But I'm walking through life with roads I've paved If you in my town better have that money Packing my bag cause I'm still in school Nigga don't laugh Ain't shit here funny Kill or be killed is the only rule And I'm out here getting my grind Wrong place at the right time Waiting for the next thought Like a punchline Brain filled with an omen that never opens I'm hoping that my soul's been spoken That I won't misspeak or sound weak You know me JT the sound geek The sleek meek killer An AK rests under my tongue I'm getting a little older but I represent the young Oh You can call me an advocate I'm proud of it Taking charge Like management You ever see a guy so passionate While smashing it Seduce y'all with my dashing wit Man Shit gets so heavy Try to push it to the levy But my arms won't let me But I've come so far Now I gotta push on Now I gotta keep strong JT Jump Out here tryna get paid Feeling so lost But I just been saved Niggas round here only care bout cash But I'm walking through life with roads I've paved If you in my town better have that money Packing my bag cause I'm still in school Nigga don't laugh Ain't shit here funny Kill or be killed is the only rule Hold on Slow down for a little bit Head getting all fuzzy in the real shit Hear the keys go bang Singing that tune like a chain gang Pimpin on our gang slang Can't take that away from us Can't take away my right to cuss Or take away my right to bust When people just like me are dying in the street I got the right to make a fuss You get it? I said it I said it a lot But I still fear the cops And hate the ops I guess this shit don't change This world so strange You felt my pain? It's a pain so deep thatcha can't find sleep And you can't obtain the will to make a leap Off a cliff so steep Fuck that noise Fuck that grief With all I've done I could go for some fucking relief *rah* But I'll keep that brief Roll another bag of that leaf Seems like smoke only keeps me sane enough To walk chin up high and hit so rough The kid so tough Real talk Can I brush my cuff Can I tell y'all bout a kid so lame Picking up hate but he just want fame Thinking bout his dad running on them shifts Thinking bout his mom and the way she drifts Thinking bout his bro and the way he shifts Thinking bout his wealth and the way it dips But he gon solve all that Disorient the way he thinks So he'll come back so rich Whoa Out here tryna get paid Feeling so lost But I just been saved Niggas round here only care bout cash But I'm walking through life with roads I've paved If you in my town better have that money Packing my bag cause I'm still in school Nigga don't laugh Ain't shit here funny Kill or be killed is the only rule

Uh Now you fucking with the best Cause I rattle off a thought and I wear it on my chest And they like that They post shit when I write back Message in my inbox Say they want a nightcap Nah I ain't fucking with the rest I ain't got the time to fiddle them and dirty up my crest Why the fuck I even bother with the nonsense It's only giving me shit to tell my therapist It's constant I slip my beats on play a song Fly away I'm getting down inside my mental estate And know this When the word irate means more than a wish When JT is collaborating with Chano and singing with Kish Y'all see That I worked for free Til I changed from blue and chased my destiny Work I keep on asking just what I'm doing here I'm hearing voices Wish they'd just disappear Please read the note I left you Every letter hits true In a world where the blood runs more than red I look toward the end Face facts I'm blue Aye 'Member way before Twitter You say shit to they face and they get bitter Uh I was happy in the past though Focus on play instead of focus on fast dough Uh I'm a black berry nigga I'm a little blue Can't let them facts tear me nigga Make a hater wilt Madame Foster's house And all they care about is a boss account You know Yeah I'm the real x2 Where my M-Town niggas at Tell me how it feel For the ones work quick and jam sick I'm rapping for y'all My grind stick and won't quit I'm having a ball Write tales of JT a nigga with knack for getting dreams and lazy And nothing will phase me I never been hasty I'm just a poet bleeding from his heart to make a show go crazy Jump I keep on asking just what I'm doing here I'm hearing voices Wish they'd just disappear Please read the note I left you Every letter hits true In a world where the blood runs more than red I look toward the end Face facts I'm blue Aye Hit up on verse two Man Fuck about uno This boy too blue Said I ain't doing things chronologically Shape my future with my two hands no pottery This a bold blend like Foldger's Niggas in the city doing shit that I told ya I'm a prophet But I got a weapon I'm a high class soldier Niggas killing niggas in the street with a smoked gun And I'm sitting on my Xbox One and what? I gotta be okay with that I gotta mingle with some jokers because they in a frat I gotta work on every weekend just for paying a tax I gotta hustle harder when I wanna lay and relax On every day and a half This shit grinds so I grind too My time's fine but my mind's blue Work I keep on asking just what I'm doing here I'm hearing voices Wish they'd just disappear Please read the note I left you Every letter hits true In a world where the blood runs more than red I look toward the end Face facts I'm blue Aye Believe it I'm blue but this life'll be scenic I'm true but I lie so recent It's hard to be the only one who's decent Self esteem gone like it's hocus pocus Started out in Ypsi That shit my locus Intervening with the green hella mean with my shades on my eyes Enterprise with the skies in his cries Like I'm just being honest with y'all I know I promised to call Mama But I forgot when I took that weed hit I just want lil' Thomas to ball and I don't ever want him to fall I'm finna fall right to pieces I mean this Even though I don't mean much I say these days and wearing paisley Rays Finally found my strength Let me be your prince cause hey I swear you ain't heard rock like this JT I keep on asking just what I'm doing here I'm hearing voices Wish they'd just disappear Please read the note I left you Every letter hits true In a world where the blood runs more than red I look toward the end Face facts I'm blue

Wow Man Lemme hear that other octave one time Aww damn Yap Get dirty Go Get dirty Go Uh, uh JT Get cracking like skulls (Like skulls) I'm in it for the long haul Work hitting like a home run baseball *bat hitting sound* Y'all tripping like JT that's all? But I gotta tune that'll make a nigga lock-jaw (Lock-jaw) Make a nigga fein That's a goal Never thought I'd be the person doing rapping patrol Blacker than coal Maybe that's a lie I'm a little light skinned Hope you chick don't mind When she knock I let her right in Only ever write in notebooks Dope cooks Never take me seriously I'm writing joke books *Haha* Don't look Bitch you know I shine too bright (Yeah) Won't book If you test me Ima fight That's real That's tight Do it for the crew That grill That's bite My groove is for the sole few Someone that'll bump it for the people who dying up in the hood If you feel this tell em what's good Get dirty Go Get dirty Go Okay Now that's a club popper It wasn't me, Mr. Copper But that girlie's on the floor and ain't no way that Ima stop her He say "okay, now, sonny You telling me she's a honey?" That's right Mr. Officer She hopping like jumping bunnies Wait a sec (What?) Homie you ride wit po-po? (Yep) What do you want from me? A fucking hell no? (Damn) So much cash I just buy the PD Niggas dodging them but they'll never arrest me Got cops in my grip like I'm rolling with the mobsters Wet mother fuckers snapping claws like lobsters Ain't that bad We tell it to em like word Nigga ain't that sad? We fucking soaring like bird *caw!* That's me plus team That's us plus dream Y'all nah I mean School y'all like Dean JT spitting intoxication Breathalyzers a detect Competition is nothing when they suffer from defects (Nigga) I been on my grind so long that I should reflect (Yep) I been on my grind so long I've earned some respect (Yep) Shit been on my mind so long ain't got no effect (Yep) Player, if you don't belong I gotta reject (Nah, man) Now I'm on that Swift like TM 39 (Technical) Y'all ain't studied up on Pokemon? I played it all the time (Emerald) Can I get a Fly or a Dive Fuck Never mind Nigga y'all just blind You fucking whine So I came back hard 2k a.d. bard Man Abbreviate a bit Can't alleviate the fits Calm down I'm just fucking around you fucking nitwits Get dirty Go Get dirty Go Hey girl Saw you over there (Hey, bitch) Iced up rum in your hand A bow in your hair Yes I'm the guy that you've heard of (JT) Wanna come home with me? She said sure enough (Hell yeah) Take you to a cab Get backseat nasty Let's get home quick cause this booze ain't lasting (Nope) We roll up fast see (Uh) I tip the cabby (Uh) She running up to my room for backstage castings (Pornhub) Talk about her and me and Kodak (Cheese) Freaking real good got that honey sayin no lack (None) Feeding her lines with no slack She like it when I sing and rap a song of mine so smooth with no flack (Aflack) Cute little mistress Tattoos impress Takes off full dress She's got finesse I must confess This is progress Is this success? Play like recess *Ooh* I'm surprised I got a rhyme left Losing my cranium about to commit a rhyme theft (Swiper no swiping) How else is JT gonna represent the new school Fuck it, I'm the king and I got power over you, fool (Bow down) Grinding in the freezer (Brr) Cause I'm just too cool Bumping in your nightmares That's a fucking Stone Ghoul (Wow) Drop a quarter in a wishing well Just praying a nigga would If you hear this tell em what's good Get dirty Go Get dirty Go

Please Mister Don't take my life away I had plans sir Lunch with the wife today And without reason I fade to the blackness Ain't the faintest idea what just happened Well I'm sorry My skin tone could not appease and we're left with broken families With only broken picture frames to cry on at night A shattered image of a brother tryna stray from a fight You know his mother taught him how to say Yes sir No sir But manners only brought his life a curtain with no closure Close your eyes The way your soldier did to block the hate You close your eyes to heal but his are closed until the gate Opens and he can say goodbye to the omens Blast away to higher ground with feelings unspoken But At least he free from the madness Ain't that often niggas get to choose how life happens And when it goes dark to the beat of that hammer click We think about his last words for a minute When he ask the man Please Mister Don't take my life away I had plans sir Lunch with the wife today And without reason I fade to the blackness Ain't the faintest idea what just happened Well I'm sorry My skin tone could not appease and we're left with broken families Everybody knows it's cold out here Forced to take their pill but I'm choking on fear There ain't no reason for all this Small names on tall lists A world so lawless we have to take the fall this time File straight in a line And act like everything that happens is fine Ain't no reward we receive When they tell us leave and we're left with broken families I owe my father more than lying dead at coward feet If I admit I'm scared to die will it help me sleep If I take on my Sheppard name can I lead the sheep Or will I sheepishly ship off until I find my feet This ain't a world of black and white Yo that sound so bleak I can't explain the way I turn a head amongst the meek It's maybe cause they momma wasn't there to kiss their cheek But when they hate me for the way I am I only think We isn't them I turn around and love my neighbor I will not let my soul be swallowed up with blood and anger Go on and flip me off hit you with my first two fingers We haven't reached the mountaintop so Ima escalator Please Mister Don't take my life away I had plans sir Lunch with the wife today And without reason I fade to the blackness Ain't the faintest idea what just happened Well I'm sorry My skin tone could not appease and we're left with broken families Everybody knows it's cold out here Forced to take their pill but I'm choking on fear There ain't no reason for all this Small names on tall lists A world so lawless we have to take the fall this time File straight in a line And act like everything that happens is fine Ain't no reward to receive When they force us to leave No, no and we're left with broken families

Gimme 50 Gimme, gimme 50 Put a bout a dozen damn strings on the symphony Symphony Rich nigga always buy thrifty Chain hella raw big weight hella lifting Gimme 50 Gimme, gimme 50 Rolls on my wrist (Aye) Gold on my 6 piece 6 piece Banging til the mirrors get misty Now throw that ass back like a frisbee Gimme 50 Shouting Timmy Darkside I ain't fucking with you other niggas like apartheid Game getting brain Aye Guess I'm a smart guy Tia and Timara get down on my hard slide Raw like the meat isle Flashing sweet smiles Fucking in the car Getting head for a clean mile Dope Sniff it and we'll light this bitch But better keep it on the DL cause I'll fight that snitch A room full of hoes catch me on hoarder But they more than a dime piece they the whole damn quarter Mr. Stone so reckless and I ain't said this But give the kid a week and he'll be right in your set list I'm the magic man With the magic stick You can twerk on that shit for hours Or just make it quick Cause Ima last like we tryna win a marathon I'm finna hit it hard like shorty from the Amazon Now kill it Gimme 50 Gimme, gimme 50 Put a bout a dozen damn strings on the symphony Symphony Rich nigga always buy thrifty Chain hella raw big weight hella lifting Gimme 50 Gimme, gimme 50 Rolls on my wrist (Aye) Gold on my 6 piece 6 piece Banging til the mirrors get misty Now throw that ass back like a frisbee Roley Poley Diamonds all up on my wrist Ask a nigga where he got it and I plead the six God made me do it Got the Holy Ghost But the devil put you girl on me to roller coast I give her bling Riding limousine Talking money Ima fling Taking music Ima sing Heh Talking what I give you Baby everything boo That's the way that we do Never be an equal I'm the one and only Kick it with my homies Only ever lonely If I ain't got my chrome piece Put about a couple big g's to my dome please Thunder cloud and zap a few peeps of the phonies I take you to the candy shop Pick out what you want Get your ice, ice baby Take it to the front Throw a stack to the clerk and another cause he fam Get him talking like 50's my favorite jam J Gimme 50 Gimme, gimme 50 Put a bout a dozen damn strings on the symphony Symphony Rich nigga always buy thrifty Chain hella raw big weight hella lifting Gimme 50 Gimme, gimme 50 Rolls on my wrist (Aye) Gold on my 6 piece 6 piece Banging til the mirrors get misty Now throw that ass back like a frisbee

Hey Why don't y'all come over Holed up like gopher 722 is the big green house Call the pizza man Let him know what it's about If you coming over here bring a bag of something I'm finna get a little buzzing At the very least Come smoke us up You pull up outta green you're outta luck like sike The boys round here got bud like erry damn night Shout out to Sami taught me about smoking and how to do it right (Yeah) Uh Still young and while I got this youth I be hitting that bong Thumb down to choke like it's some kinda reflex Puffing the smoke who wants the weed next Yeah But the Core Four rolling up four door Got a couple lighters Yeah Where'd you get this shit Uh Got me so tired Yeah If I get a little buzz 'fore a spit Uh Got me inspired Yeah You niggas tryna front bout the way I live when y'all niggas been retired You old as shit Won't commit To my words that's traveling But the tree stabs me like javelin Fuck that Hook me up with a dab again Fuck with the Girl Scout cookie Fucking with Thrax Fucking with Snooki Fucking with the bowl when the cops ain't looking Tell em if they see me Young boy start booking Hey Why don't y'all come over Holed up like gopher 722 is the big green house Call the pizza man Let him know what it's about If you coming over here bring a bag of something I'm finna get a little buzzing At the very least Come smoke us up You pull up outta green you're outta luck like sike The boys round here got bud like erry damn night Shout out to Sami taught me about smoking and how to do it right (Yeah) Uh Still young and while I got this youth I be hitting that bong Thumb down to choke like it's some kinda reflex Puffing the smoke who wants the weed next Pass that to the other side Just packed a bowl you down to ride? Outside No pants My Calvin Klein This Ypsi summer We always shine Yeah And if the shine don't shine enough Give em that swagger Yeah Look into our eyes haters Flare sharp like daggers Yeah Ain't nobody understand us But we doing alright Yeah If we ever get down just light another blunt Get high like kites Yeah Core Four What it is Ruling that night Yeah Walking to a sad tune Future so bright Hey Why don't y'all come over Holed up like gopher 722 is the big green house Call the pizza man Let him know what it's about If you coming over here bring a bag of something I'm finna get a little buzzing At the very least Come smoke us up You pull up outta green you're outta luck like sike The boys round here got bud like erry damn night Shout out to Sami taught me about smoking and how to do it right (Yeah) Uh Still young and while I got this youth I be hitting that bong Thumb down to choke like it's some kinda reflex Puffing the smoke who wants the weed next Now just Surf Surf Surf Surf Surf Surf Can't touch my surfboard Surf x7 (Yeah) Uh