Rumbly8 by Kleber Jones Lyrics
Give me your opinions I really do value em
Specially from some teenagers on Valium
And Xanax bars who live with they moms and pops
And lie to them when they ask if they On 1 or not
I always had all these visions of reaching the top
They all wanted to be cool, instead I was hot
Really mad at the way I was being taught
I’m the teacher now Jack Jones this my school of rock
Ima teach em how to go and to never stop
Ima show em that you’ll blow if you really want
Hear that how you want to cause it’s perception bitch
But if you clownin' then you’ll never get my rhetoric
And if you too serious then you could get this dick
Came a long way from needing to take medicine
Being Kleber boy I couldn't find no better skin
Think you better boy I think you should just think again
When you see it ain't a race then you already win
All these assholes bruh they make it competitioning
While I’m inside my closet writing in my composition then
Reading up on theory just to make these compositions then
Make the world explode
2012, but it ain't the end
Homie truth be told we live in hell but bitch I'm heaven sent
Here to let you know you should be careful who you call
A friend cause most these fuckers faking cause they see how good you got it in
Master of my realm and if you not don’t hit my line again
Keep my name up out your mouth for that shit there's no tolerance
All these fucking losers stay belaboring the obvious
Derbasol the set and no boy we don't need a lobbyist
This some shit they'd hear and be like ooh we should copy this
Jumping around and sweating I don't need no fucking mollies bitch
Left that back in high school with the rest of all that childish shit
All of us got problems except I'm the one acknowledging
Compliments, stacking up like boy you need a followin'
Confidence, something that you need and they don't bother with
If you don't believe then how the fuck you gon' accomplish it?
I don't got no boundaries just look me in my eyes a bit
Don't you let em hold you back
Run up out that Cul De Sac
If you could win an emmy then don't let them tell you how to act
Bigger than a semi how the fuck they gonna stop this truck
Everybody hop on now before it's big and then it bust
Burst all over streets just like a dude that had a jumped off a roof
Eyeing Mr. Jones cause he's a diamond that is in the rough
Yes it's lots of Jones but can't you tell they with that extra stuff
You could be a Jones but you ain't Kleber you ain't Kleber man and that's enough
Specially from some teenagers on Valium
And Xanax bars who live with they moms and pops
And lie to them when they ask if they On 1 or not
I always had all these visions of reaching the top
They all wanted to be cool, instead I was hot
Really mad at the way I was being taught
I’m the teacher now Jack Jones this my school of rock
Ima teach em how to go and to never stop
Ima show em that you’ll blow if you really want
Hear that how you want to cause it’s perception bitch
But if you clownin' then you’ll never get my rhetoric
And if you too serious then you could get this dick
Came a long way from needing to take medicine
Being Kleber boy I couldn't find no better skin
Think you better boy I think you should just think again
When you see it ain't a race then you already win
All these assholes bruh they make it competitioning
While I’m inside my closet writing in my composition then
Reading up on theory just to make these compositions then
Make the world explode
2012, but it ain't the end
Homie truth be told we live in hell but bitch I'm heaven sent
Here to let you know you should be careful who you call
A friend cause most these fuckers faking cause they see how good you got it in
Master of my realm and if you not don’t hit my line again
Keep my name up out your mouth for that shit there's no tolerance
All these fucking losers stay belaboring the obvious
Derbasol the set and no boy we don't need a lobbyist
This some shit they'd hear and be like ooh we should copy this
Jumping around and sweating I don't need no fucking mollies bitch
Left that back in high school with the rest of all that childish shit
All of us got problems except I'm the one acknowledging
Compliments, stacking up like boy you need a followin'
Confidence, something that you need and they don't bother with
If you don't believe then how the fuck you gon' accomplish it?
I don't got no boundaries just look me in my eyes a bit
Don't you let em hold you back
Run up out that Cul De Sac
If you could win an emmy then don't let them tell you how to act
Bigger than a semi how the fuck they gonna stop this truck
Everybody hop on now before it's big and then it bust
Burst all over streets just like a dude that had a jumped off a roof
Eyeing Mr. Jones cause he's a diamond that is in the rough
Yes it's lots of Jones but can't you tell they with that extra stuff
You could be a Jones but you ain't Kleber you ain't Kleber man and that's enough