Closing Statement by Baby Jay 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 shit so crazy, no record labels ever paid me
By choice, you mothafuckas could never market my voice
I came to fuck 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 fuck 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 fucked, 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 embarrassed
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 fuck a bitch, we here to talk about you on some sucker shit
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 cocky, 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 shit 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 drugs all different kind of types
I do this shit for rap my Soundcloud got me all kinds of hype
Because they knowing that this that real shit, that "damn he got some skill shit"
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 shit, 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 shit 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 shit 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 fuckin legend how I’m closing this statement (x2)
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 shit so crazy, no record labels ever paid me
By choice, you mothafuckas could never market my voice
I came to fuck 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 fuck 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 fucked, 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 embarrassed
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 fuck a bitch, we here to talk about you on some sucker shit
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 cocky, 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 shit 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 drugs all different kind of types
I do this shit for rap my Soundcloud got me all kinds of hype
Because they knowing that this that real shit, that "damn he got some skill shit"
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 shit, 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 shit 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 shit 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 fuckin legend how I’m closing this statement (x2)