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Yo
I remember growing up listening to the blueprint
Now I'm growing up and need Benjamin's with the blueprint
I'm a new breed
My synonym is a mutant
I had to call god
And hope he didn't refuse it
Get hauled off
If y'all step in the booth with me
Y'all soft like both ends of a Q-tip
No down time I stay scribbling music
No punchlines I stay sending hadukens
I'm on the top when I'm penning my rhymes
But underground like where minerals lie
I'm not a criminal guy but a nigga gotta
Sin to survive and the incentive is the rent on my mind
I better end up alive at the end when I'm tryna get rich
Cuz 50 cent said you get it or die
Even if I work for my shit, when I'm skirting the whip
Watch the pigs still generalize
Like god damn
But it's J4ore
Trying to touch more soles than a skateboard
You should never be afraid just to be you
F*ck that shouts out to the bass lord
And just a quick small reminder
With this spit called saliva
I'm the pitfall of rhymers
Just wait till I wake niggas up and they
Tasting the beans in the coffee grinder
It's 4ore
I don't got time to wait or time to waste
Stuck at square one and I ain't tryna stay
If it's not right now then I'll find a way
Rolling up good weed that's my kind of day
Ayeee
That's my kind of day
Rolling up good weed that's my kind of day
Ayeee
That's my kind of day
Rolling up good weed that's my kind of day
I don't got time to wait or time to waste
Stuck at square one and I ain't tryna stay
If it's not right now then I'll find a way
Rolling up good weed that's my kind of day
Ayeee
That's my kind of day
Rolling up good weed that's my kind of day
Ayeee
That's my kind of day
Rolling up good weed that's my kind of day
I don't get it, man
PNC got my bank account frozen cuz it's in the low digits man
Cash flow dried up like rivers and
No liquidity but they don't even give a damn
No dough, no gold, no dividends
Solo dolo, no giving hands
Photo? No pose, f*ck Instagram
No dro, no smoke, can I get a gram
My flow is so dope just don't sniff it man
On go like hobos I ain't sitting man
All dro I don't pour I ain't sipping man
On toes I don't fold, I stay rigid man
One mission man
Get Benjamin's
Drive slow it's 5-0, in my vision man
I'm so Picasso, with my pen in hand
My foes can die slow, I won't miss em man
But it's J4ore
Trying to touch more soles than a skateboard
You should never be afraid just to be you
F*ck that shouts out to the bass lord
And just a quick small reminder
With this spit called saliva
I'm the pitfall of rhymers
Just wait till I wake niggas up and they
Tasting the beans in the coffee grinder
It's 4ore
I don't got time to wait or time to waste
Stuck at square one and I ain't tryna stay
If it's not right now then I'll find a way
Rolling up good weed that's my kind of day
Ayeee
That's my kind of day
Rolling up good weed that's my kind of day
Ayeee
That's my kind of day
Rolling up good weed that's my kind of day
I don't got time to wait or time to waste
Stuck at square one and I ain't tryna stay
If it's not right now then I'll find a way
Rolling up good weed that's my kind of day
Ayeee
That's my kind of day
Rolling up good weed that's my kind of day
Ayeee
That's my kind of day
Rolling up good weed that's my kind of day

