Jay The Loner - 23 (Freestyle)

I'm in the midst of my chase to greatness
Learned all the ins and outs and checked my patience
I had to struggle for a little before I touched some paper
You ain't poppin if you ain't least got a couple haters
Yeah, on my pivot like I'm Jayson Tatum
She say I exaggerate things, I said it all verbatim
They love him now, but they used to hate him
I could relate to some things in different situations
I'm keeping track of my progress of course
I did it all with the ease, never did it with force
I remember getting paid with some simple like chores
When I touched my first hundred, I wanted some more
I even questioned, do I even wanna get on the mic
When niggas in my hometown was doing shit for life
I wasn't feeling discouraged, this wasn't overnight
9:30, packing my bags, I got a morning flight
Now niggas won't see what I'm on
If I'm speaking my mind, does that mean that I'm wrong
He was hot last year, will he be here for long
If I wasn't taking time, writing all of these songs
You could say we took him for granted
I've been monetized now, but I wasn't branded
They say the sky's the limit, but I never landed
You niggas talk like it's easy, but you got it handed
Yeah, and I wanted to be like Loudpack
Standing on the corner and niggas just having my back
My father told me once, that you niggas look guilty like that
I need a different way to go get my hands right on these racks
It's amazing what I'm doing now
I got laughed at in class, but I ain't the clown
Told them put on my tape, but they wasn't down
Couple hundreds on streams, they should see me now
And last year was the perfect time
Everything was all good, it really fell in line
I was happy for a second, but I'm never satisfied
Niggas know I put the work, I never lack the drive
They say my raps just be so effective
If there's no bag, then there's no incentive
She's a slut, she want more affection
Told her come on down, told her she might be ready for the hoe collection
In this life, you must protect your peace
Got my brand new car, I just paid off the lease
I'm in my bag this summer, hit up Jelly for beats
Fuck the fame or the clout, I did this shit for me
Know I'm coming for it all in the years to come
I really pop shit off and I don't own a gun
In my 23's now, I'm bout to have some fun
Put respect on my name, they know I'm the one

Written by:
Diego Lazaro, Justyn Vallin

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