|
1. |
|
|
|
|
@therealjofo 2020.
Came in the world lyrics
1
When I come around, everybody clown
Talkin,
Some think that, I might need to simmer down
—Not bads how I’m livin now
I don’t lie on the words that I’m spitting out
In the booth, getting in then I’m gettin out
I just say what I think, what I think about
—-I don’t like No folks who mean
For no reason, but to be seen
No I Don’t try To might make a big scene
(No star like person who makes the big screen
Just watch What I’m seein, seein what I’m watching
People on their knees, lookin at their watches
Sayin lord please make em stop it
don’t like him , but we did when he was poppin
Heard he got a show, we ain’t gonna go and watch em
Love it every single time, someone go and knock him
came in the world for reason
No treason, in me
Never gonna stop in all ,four seasons
I ain’t trynna please em, no way
Everybody say that we don’t need em
Hardly ever see em, these days
love when im bleeding, when im leaving, love when my music ,never gets played
2
—Don’t leave my crib
I ain’t ever thought it would be like this
Used to be jo, can I get this pic
Then one year later they forget your shit
But , I try to balance it
Everybody say I ain’t talented
Cool, but I’m just glad I fucking made it through these challenges
—-took a lot of pain, so I could rap
Educate my brain so I could stack
I be in the stu, no time for naps
I lost but , feel they tied me back
maybe I’m wrong ,they all right tho
Cuz I ain’t ,party all night tho
Everybody be sayin they don’t like jo
(Trynna figure out why I turned to a psycho
—it’s a cycle,
Everybody cuttin me out, just like a knife do
I
came in the world for reason
No treason, in me
Never gonna stop in all ,four seasons
I ain’t trynna please em, no way
Everybody say that we don’t need em
Hardly ever see em, these days
love when he bleeding, love when he leaving, love when his music never gets played
|
|
2. |
|
|
|
|
@therealjofo 2020.
Stop me now lyrics
1
Self isolation, free from the hating
Made more time for, my imagination
When I see cops, think I’m smell bacon
Look at myself, still feel vacant
spit more better than most go getters
(But that’s the game, it’s lame , I faced it
(Accepted the fact, that I’ll never make a livin from rap
Spread love ,they ain’t giving it back
(Had a fundraiser, for an organization
Could have took the cash, but I made a donation
They Didn’t even come it was blatant ,hating
Till this day ,ain’t no one ,thank me
—the story is true
(Now I think before I move and I do what I do
Yea—-I don’t got a lot of money
—-thinkin bout it now, that wasn’t that funny they
Ch
-can’t stop me now
—They can’t stop me down , no
—-cant knock me down
—-trynna block me out
— don’t need nobody watching me
— only go places, I want to be
—-no time for the lies it’s not for me
Notta game like playin monopoly
2
Some might say, jo went ghost
Not on Facebook, jo don’t post
He don’t rant, and rave, and say
This is is where I live, this is where is stay
This is my shit, I’m so great
Everybody please come look at my face
100 dollar steak up on my plate
Then make fun of someone who never got to eat
(Then go to YouTube, till the sun goes down
Even I like it ,those thumbs go down
—gotta watch my kids
instead I’m gonna go post my pics
Argue, just cuz, thats what I do
I’m am so smart, and I can shine too
I don’t gotta job, I don’t go to school
But I got a few kids , so the cheques coming through
Ch
-can’t stop me now
—They can’t stop me down , no
—-cant knock me down
—- trynna block me out
don’t need nobody watching me
— only go places, I want to be
—-no time for the lies it’s not for me
Not a game like playing monopoly
|
|
3. |
|
|
|
|
@therealjofo 2020.
Fuck the game lyrics
—-I don’t feel good
Shitty rappers who people thinkin are real good
Some think, everything I’m touchin will be
Whack
But at least I ,tried saying something on a track
Not mumbling, babbling
Sayin that I’m trafficking
Lying like, got ten bitches selling crack again
hot whip ,catch me when I’m backin in
If I act bad my mother will take it back again
—-really, it’s the whip that my mom bought
And the choppers go boom like a bomb drop
Mom paid for the tickets when I’m gone lots
(Lying ,sayin that they hustle like a pawn shop
least I’m honest all my things at my moms spot
N Trynna make it in this game is a long shot
— say there’s something wrong wit me
I’m not all there, something gone wit me
Ch
I ain’t trynna get no fans
Ain’t trynna promote myself
Don’t need no criticism
No help , I just do it myself
My bank don’t change when ya love me
My bank don’t change when ya hate me
So why the fuck ,should I try stay to quiet
Just lucky I’m cool like an ac
2
Litttle things still bug me
When I Look around and my life’s still ugly
—-surrounded by people who don’t love me
Dumb muthafuckas who thinking that they above me
—-but I love this
And, even though I never did numbers
—never blew , never popped , never made it
Never got gigantic paydays
Never got a nice a Mercedes
Everybody round here, say I’m crazy
Some might say I play the ladies
Maybe ladies went and played me
Ghost me out yes they just leave me
I don’t let a women ever play with me
Or anybody else, —matter of fact
(Feel less like them when I’m travelling back to it
Ch x 2
I ain’t trynna get no fans
Ain’t trynna promote myself
Don’t need no criticism
No help , I just do it myself
My bank don’t change when ya love me
My bank don’t change when ya hate me
So why the fuck ,should I try, stay to quiet
lucky that I’m cool like an ac
|
|
4. |
|
|
|
|
@therealjofo 2020.
Fraudulent lyrics
1
Let me just say what I gotta say cuz I gotta say
That my life ain’t feeling like a holiday
So close to the top, then it got away
Fuck it tho, I ain’t even mad I threw it all away
—- fuck ,that ,in, dustry
So glad they weren’t into me
Acting nice, friends with me
sayin they’ll ride to the end with me
—- bunch a cold people no empathy
It’s why the rap game never sent for me
I don’t sip lean, pop ecstasy
Hangin out with fakes, right next to me
Leave my friends ,all in the dust
It’s all for me it’s not for us
Then you back home, on jobs for us
(Rapping bout cars, then got the bus
Ch
Most these rappers, fraudulent fraudulent fraudulent
Internet thugs
Got no love for the
Never gonna run from the
2
Runnin your lip, saying lots of stuff
you never know,who’ll chop you up
Mops and such, never call the cops and such
(ain’t scared when ya lock them up
ones who guns really pop and stuff
Y’all better slow down stop this stuff
Might know, how to pick a lock and stuff
(Might run up in your house take lots of stuff
—I ain’t talking bout jo
I’m talking bout folks we’ll probably won’t know
I been round places you’d probably won’t go
Some say I’m bitter and probably just old
(But I’m different see I only be trying to let em know
That Rappers now, ain’t even trying to catch the flow
Yappin and rappin about dough while broke
- know people love it, prayin theyll blow
(I ain’t gonna lie you should try to let it go
Ch
Most these rappers, fraudulent fraudulent fraudulent
Internet thugs
Got no love for the
Never gonna run from the
|
released November 30, 2020
