PTC

Punching the clock, with my hands, I'm the man, and you know that I won't be stopped Still standing, a man, got his hands on the rock, coast to coast, like I'm James Lebron My name J, so I come for top spots with the cleanest of shots That mean a flow and delivery mixed with bars, sprinkle it in just like I'm Salt Bae I ain't Disney rated, this ain't the Walt way My hardships from hard stares in the hallway While young kids jump a six stair in the hallway F*ck a kickstand, I'm standing from kicks Hurled over got me clutching my ribs I just wish I had a friend back then backing me up, that mean a lil homie carry the stick Got muffins in the blues still buried for this Take a walk in my shoes, you could marry the business Four, five on your side, you should bury the bitch Can't complain, I'm on top of the game in the desert Ran from the coast, was a king get to stepping Imma carve my own name in these streets, white cheese for the cheddar F*ck a rat in the trap could be a pallbearer A man carries ya homeboy, mother in terror It's a new era in the summer ya boy is aware Wanna play with the heat, just pull up a chair Class starts and ends with the bell, just like life do On my Kobe Bryant shit, thinking what would Mike do Ballin out, spin moving like a cyclone Dodgin one, two in the city where the lights glow Nighttime used to be my best friend, but the weed smoke started to signal me as a dead man More trees for me sound like the best And now everybody want the smoke, Chris Tucker, nah you ain't put shit into this How I rap off the dome like a flick to the wrist Elbows to the ribs never stop me from being legit Step through it and one like my name is Marcus Lovett Pay it forward to the game, ain't calling it quits Take a real man to ride for the city he lives In a way I'm the only one here Roll a J up for me and your mans gon appear Imma schoolboy feeling like man of the year Graduate from college, I'm ahead of my peers Run the game for a while, more than a couple years I'm ahead of myself, straight wild for respect I've been waiting for a couple years This my time and the only way I'm outta here It's me, myself and I, ain't no god I fear Forty sippin off the clock, cause I bought a beer