JAY'ED - AT NIGHT
Jayed, DWhat am I? but a simple guy (what am I?)
On an inclination to a deeper side (deeper side)
On God what I do ain't no fraud
At night I got no time, yeah
And its then too late, yeah
Am I really the only one to blame? (yeah, to blame)
Am I the one responsible for them?
Not being able to finish what's on their plate? (on their plate)
Once I lived on my lowest (on my lowest)
I'll the bunch of fakes are growing
But I gotta stay on focus (on focus)
The studio at my crib I'm blowing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stopping me and ignoring me, all these bitches got me sick
At these fucking beats, I'm getting lit (Im getting lit)
Fixing my ocular settings with haste (yeah, with haste)
Visions what it is so you can't copy and paste, yeah
It's not the drugs that got my eyes going red
About the sacrifices that I've done, and the time spent
A bohemian flow leaving them foes freezing dead
And yet there is no end, not the last but the first
I feel like I've entered the conversation, (yeah)
There won't be now much vacations (no, no)
Time will tell if I ever become one sensation
With moderation, raising expectations, yeah
Somehow, I will make them see (I will make them see)
Just let me count down from three
Imma make it blow up like this (run it)
Now I gotta pray for my first deed
For my first deed, yeah
What am I? but a simple guy
On an inclination to a deeper side
On God what I do ain't no fraud
At night I got no time (got no time)
Imma step back, Imma step back
From this shit, Imma grind it till I can't, yeah
And its then too late (and is too late)
Am I really the only one to blame?
Once I lived on my lowest
I'll the bunch of fakes are growing (yeah, yeah, yeah)
But I gotta stay on focus (yeah)
The studio at my crib I'm blowing
Just a guy of proper thinking
Thoughts so heavy any other would be sinking
Get ran through like an open wound under
Falsely ponder, should they begin to awe in wonder
A faucet with no gauze
Until they succumb to blunder
But no wonder they can't hear my name
Could it be, might be too much for them
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yo, gotta follow on the dream
Know we'll make it on the team
Might as well just make them scream
Ey, fakers make them eat
Keep it going that's my theme
Shorties loving it on this
From the studio to the streets, ey
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Written by:
Juan Chacon, Leonardo Mireles
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