[Verse]

I'm in the city

Rolling down the street in a glass house

Nine in my lap and busting rhymes to the more bounce

Yeah I got Daytons but I ain't fronting, I'm like Cool Whip

Knots in my pocket kept together by a gold clip

Turn up your music, Brother J is on your dial tone

Waiting for jackers to try to jack for the all chrome

Money hungry youngsta, waiting to give thanks ta

All because I banged in that [?] while I [?]

Creating some shit to make the hoes say "aww yeah"

That's a wicked woman watch she's jocking my Guess gear

Rhyme nigga with the fate at holding my own

Cause Brother J is dropping flavor like an ice cream cone

Get back, let the lyrics examine just like the doctor

No PhD, I put it on me that I can rock ya

Don't flip but when I make a grip

Think about my past, see you know I paid my dues

So pass the motherfucking O.E

True statement like an Evergreen

To the 304, I'm taking hoes like they're protein

Got my back [?], my niggas making mail

Cause the homies down with J ain't no motherfucking fairy tale

Open your eyes and realize what's really going on

The M.I.E. Posse still got it going strong

With so many bitches that I be fading like a DJ

Pass the baton cause they're running like a relay

And niggas who step are getting read like a fortune cookie

Hope you're dressed in black cause the J ain't no fucking rookie

Rub off the beat, ayo my mic is like my nine m

Walk in the party, turn up my nose and I can find trim

Get my boogies on cause I feel it on the dance floor

Eyes kind of low cause I'm buzzed off that endo

Still got stamina, Brother J is just cooling

Two diamonds, a fade, Guess jeans and tennis shoes

And the yiggity yack and I'm black can't ride the bozack

Treat ya like a duck in the pond because it's like that

Yo, the 3 to the O the 4 is in ya area

So pick up the motherfucking mic cause I'ma daring ya

But couldn't go the length cause you can't compete with me

Listen to a nigga hyped up through your frequency

Give 'em my All but I'm stronger than detergent

Keeping my distance because to suckers I'm allergic

I'm living my life the seven days of the week

So therefore I explore wicked rhymes [?]

You know? So I flow because I like the fucking tempo

Bringing my melody, check it out here goes the info

With double E.T. got my back on this dope track

Down with the nigga now his pockets just stay fat

We think about the days we couldn't see money through a microscope

Now we got some many dead presidents just the chronic choke

Smoke and hope and causing trouble with my vice roys

Can't get mad at J cause to me I'm just a Paperboy

Flowing like water, overheating like a radiator

Eating those suckers just like a hungry ass alligator

Put your mic down and feel the comfort of the tissue paper

Wiping your tears cause fucking with J, you're gonna catch the vapors

Setting the trend while funky lepers just reappear

If I start rapping you'll be humming this for a year

Yo, doing it like this cause that's the style of the nigga J

Just like my people, don't show those suckes I ain't for play

Kicking the shit that have you jumping like hot grease

And watching all the girlies shaking they ass to my masterpiece

Giving a grin to a friend cause I got a jimmy

After my show I need a blow but you won't ever hear me

Now that I'm phat you like my track with no regard

I'm dissing all the hoes that made me go the nine yards

Yo

[Outro]

And it's like that. A nine days y'all. And we don't stop