Walk On By Remix by JayBranks Lyrics
[VERSE 1 : TheJonesMob]
Alright here we start, if you're here for the bass then you best well depart//
Spitting sexist lyrics do I rap from the heart? cause my boner talks louder while these teenagers fart
Mom says Matt, you're lyrics are sexist I say it's a character, 'tis not my essence//
She says I am arrogant she gives me blessings, A Christian Mother with a son that's depressing
I don't wanna rap about drugs and booze cause my raps are all in the public view//
Church on facebook, what do I do? It's inside of me and I can't even show
Myself, you know? Go to hell If I smoke, oh to hell with it bro it ain't helping you know//
I ain't selling no coke, taking mellow-ass tokes, summertime vibe feeling kinda elegant though
Pull up in yo, neighborhood, Richmond Town this is Asian hood//
Slanging cracked rocks kinda like what Haiti Should, rap battle me? Uh Slim Shady Could
Dreaming of a future, money and weed, women and homies, if God doesn't see//
I can't let him know that I do like to smoke, I can't let him know I'm losing all hope
I can't let him know that I want to succeed, In worldly pleasures like women and weed
Illuminate me for Illuminati isn't them it's yourself saying "Am I so free?"
Or am I a slave, told by the world, that I am just average, don't go for no pearls//
Don't go for no goals, but I don't believe them long as I'm breathing I'm freeing my soul
Going for gold, I never will stop, until I am at the tippity top,//
Dr. Seuss mixed with some hippity hop, Modern day music is shittity pop
Some Rickity-Ross subliminal thoughts, slowly but surely, they're killing hip hop//
While I sit at home, and wish I was famous rather than Jesus, rather than blameless
That is my problem, I confront it often I come front and stay front It's making me nauseous, // the saddest part is that I know what the cause is
This is too personal, you think it's nonsense
I've broke the law many times
But every time I do is from the same thing
[VERSE 2 : JayBranks]
Wassup, I'm trill, this the kinda shit that'll get you a deal,//
Keep it 3 hunna I keep it 3 mil cause I say what they feel and you say what they don't
Pull up in yo/ neighbourhood, playing my shit, won't turn it down, //
Not a bit friends staying lit, discussing how we getting rich - cockyness
Guys liking my lyrisicm and girls saying how hot is and //
My production that ain't nothing but them 808's stay bussin'
I'm enjoying life while it's good to me, tryna make this shit permanent //
I feel the way that I should when we making music that deserves a whip
In a house with my mom, crib to myself, respect to who's with me I'm sharing the wealth //
Talking advance I believe in myself, an inspiring rapper since I was twelve
So what can you tell me, I'm not tryna go to waste - can't sell me //
They tryna piss me off cause I'm underage like the incident with R. Kelly
And I'm tryna get this money, I gotta win an attitude that I'll never lose //
Nobody can take that from me, you can try but you won't succeed
I been slamming shit before Kenneth Faried, I'm sending them flow, I'm sending them beats// They liking my shit cause I'm talking bout me - me, I'm talking bout me
Real shit and they feel it that why it hypes me up, //
Since I grew outta my hyperdunks - making music is a must
Shout out to all those people on twitter and facebook sharing my stuff, //
That's wassup, I feel you guys, If you don't like me then walk on by
OUTRO :
If you don't like me just walk on by
Just walk on by
Just walk on by
Yee, yee
Just, just, just
Alright here we start, if you're here for the bass then you best well depart//
Spitting sexist lyrics do I rap from the heart? cause my boner talks louder while these teenagers fart
Mom says Matt, you're lyrics are sexist I say it's a character, 'tis not my essence//
She says I am arrogant she gives me blessings, A Christian Mother with a son that's depressing
I don't wanna rap about drugs and booze cause my raps are all in the public view//
Church on facebook, what do I do? It's inside of me and I can't even show
Myself, you know? Go to hell If I smoke, oh to hell with it bro it ain't helping you know//
I ain't selling no coke, taking mellow-ass tokes, summertime vibe feeling kinda elegant though
Pull up in yo, neighborhood, Richmond Town this is Asian hood//
Slanging cracked rocks kinda like what Haiti Should, rap battle me? Uh Slim Shady Could
Dreaming of a future, money and weed, women and homies, if God doesn't see//
I can't let him know that I do like to smoke, I can't let him know I'm losing all hope
I can't let him know that I want to succeed, In worldly pleasures like women and weed
Illuminate me for Illuminati isn't them it's yourself saying "Am I so free?"
Or am I a slave, told by the world, that I am just average, don't go for no pearls//
Don't go for no goals, but I don't believe them long as I'm breathing I'm freeing my soul
Going for gold, I never will stop, until I am at the tippity top,//
Dr. Seuss mixed with some hippity hop, Modern day music is shittity pop
Some Rickity-Ross subliminal thoughts, slowly but surely, they're killing hip hop//
While I sit at home, and wish I was famous rather than Jesus, rather than blameless
That is my problem, I confront it often I come front and stay front It's making me nauseous, // the saddest part is that I know what the cause is
This is too personal, you think it's nonsense
I've broke the law many times
But every time I do is from the same thing
[VERSE 2 : JayBranks]
Wassup, I'm trill, this the kinda shit that'll get you a deal,//
Keep it 3 hunna I keep it 3 mil cause I say what they feel and you say what they don't
Pull up in yo/ neighbourhood, playing my shit, won't turn it down, //
Not a bit friends staying lit, discussing how we getting rich - cockyness
Guys liking my lyrisicm and girls saying how hot is and //
My production that ain't nothing but them 808's stay bussin'
I'm enjoying life while it's good to me, tryna make this shit permanent //
I feel the way that I should when we making music that deserves a whip
In a house with my mom, crib to myself, respect to who's with me I'm sharing the wealth //
Talking advance I believe in myself, an inspiring rapper since I was twelve
So what can you tell me, I'm not tryna go to waste - can't sell me //
They tryna piss me off cause I'm underage like the incident with R. Kelly
And I'm tryna get this money, I gotta win an attitude that I'll never lose //
Nobody can take that from me, you can try but you won't succeed
I been slamming shit before Kenneth Faried, I'm sending them flow, I'm sending them beats// They liking my shit cause I'm talking bout me - me, I'm talking bout me
Real shit and they feel it that why it hypes me up, //
Since I grew outta my hyperdunks - making music is a must
Shout out to all those people on twitter and facebook sharing my stuff, //
That's wassup, I feel you guys, If you don't like me then walk on by
OUTRO :
If you don't like me just walk on by
Just walk on by
Just walk on by
Yee, yee
Just, just, just