Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jong and Ill, artist - Quadeca. Album song Work in Progress, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.09.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: quadeca
Song language: English
Jong and Ill |
Got a good girl, she can’t make time |
Got a bad one who can’t have fun |
And she fall in love for the same rhymes |
All of these people life fake lives |
Your whole life is a great lie |
You reminiscing over old money |
And I’m on the grind tryna make mine |
I’m so Jong and Ill, like the dictator |
What I gotta do to make the quick paper? |
These kid-haters are like 10 years old |
But still claim to be big players |
That shit will make me go |
And I’m aiming high, and you aiming low |
Got amazing rhymes and a crazy flow |
And I may be, but I came to show |
What I can do when I get on the mic |
And I’m keeping it moving, you said I’m the hype |
And I’m seeing it through in success inside |
I don’t take it for granted with plans in this life |
You set on the wrong, forgetting the right |
Like, 2:00 a.m. in my head in the lights |
Ahead of the best of 'em, in the |
Go off to bed in the night |
I’m getting it like I be livin' in first class |
I know that you never will surpass |
I’m getting the worst task for this burnt cash |
Whenever I work fast |
Remember the memos, and sendin'-and sendin' again |
And again and again and it never will end it |
And say it is splendid, but never relented |
And every sentence I say is perfected |
Take a deep breath, 'cause I need that |
Most of y’all don’t even care what I’m saying |
You really just like how I speak fast |
My bars are meta, I got meta bars |
With meta-eights and metaphors |
You want better cores and better cars |
But you don’t know what I’m headin' towards |
Say that I am the king of this shit |
Crazy rhymes, they ain’t thinkin' of this |
Singin' and rappin', and makin' it happen |
And makin' you laugh when I’m bringin' this shit |
Tryna find the other way |
Y’all just waiting for another day |
'Cause what other 14 year old |
Is at 100K? |
I’m- making the most of a crazier flow |
So many ways it could go |
I’m taking the throne and you chillin' and stayin' at home |
I’m willing to make it my own |
I’m bakin' my cake, and you know that I’m eating it |
Even if staying up late is the needed bit |
Reason is, stayin' the same, I’m just fleein' it |
Leavin' my life while I’m seeing these seasons switch |
Meaning, these people ain’t feelin' rich |
Reach in the fire, I’m heatin' it |
Pleasin' these liars, they’ve, they so now they’re receiving it |
Agreeing to be a live without leading it |
Flow’s so dope |
I think it’s time that we take a break |
We all make mistakes and play some hate |
I got 808s here to save the day |
'Cause- I am on top of it |
Lost in my thoughts and I gotta be stoppin' it, rockin' it |
You know my flow is so dominant |
Positive, confident, full of accomplishments, compliments |
All of these offers is boring as fuck |
Though I am not a part of 'em |
Start a new part to the charts |
And I gotta be sure this art is the star on the map when I’m starting it |
Breaking it up, like cartilage |
Flow is so crazy, it’s dope and you know it |
I know that you hate to admit it |
But really, this shit is the business, rhymes keep darkenin' |
Under the radar, you don’t know what’s comin' |
I’m comin' right up, and your bitch started runnin' |
I found to be part of a little of something |
Called love, and I guess that’s the art of it |
I try to go slow, but it don’t work |
I’m gettin' better, that don’t hurt |
And you think I’m dead, and you’re sure |
You’re salty and not kosher |
Slave to the corporates and the owners |
This is live and love |
Call it Shrek, like the ogre |
Hah, bitch, I have had enough |
And I am sure I ain’t mad enough |
Forgettin' the rest while I’m gettin' success |
And I look at the numbers, I add 'em up |
This chart is like a parabola |
Thank you, Lord, for havin' up |
And so, every day, I take one step up |
Man, I am takin' the ladder up |
A hundred-thousand, we get the plaque |
Lookin' forward, not heading back |
Remember what I had said is that |
We ain’t givin' up, remember that |
Hit me up when you done whining |
I’ll hit you up when I’m done rhyming |
Listen up, 'cause I’m combining |
All my skills into one finding |
We run rhymes, you know we do |
We got the shit that we’re going through |
These lyrics go over you |
You don’t miss 'em, so you don’t know it’s true |
'Cause we in, and we’ve done it |
Thousands, now we a hundred |
Shoutout to Didac |
And Momo and the others |
Shit, I consider them brothers |
Shit, I consider you all are my family |
Shoutout to those who will stand with me |
When all of the others abandon me |
Drama, we move past that |
I look at you with the last laugh |
Better trackback, now I rap fast |
So many skills in my backpack |
Started off so terribly |
Now all of these people compare to me |
In the past, I- |
Never an-ticipated where there would be |
And seeya', so long now |
Off to the end of the song now |
See ya' next 500 and a million |
It’s on now |