Critics saying that JP too cold

You you telling? Cause I already know

Been slept on but I stay too woke

Tired niggas hating, but that shits getting old

I tried being humble but I'm way too stoked

And I do not mumble I’m a real cheat code

And the chains on my shoulder that's solid gold

So I got spit heat cause my necks too froze

But I'm lit like a candle, if I got it I earned it

Bitches want my handle like I’m Kyrie Irving

My uncle drew me the keys, so I learned the game early

Put em in the whip and I'm still swerving

Everything I do is on purpose

New nigga killing making everybody nervous

Like who you? I'm the new dude, who gon doo doo and never stall you out until I flush that service uh

I don't show merc , I'm murkin

Yo favorite rapper is a chicken like churches

When I post a picture I got all these girls lurkin

Thoughts in the head they can't think about in churches uh

And yea I been it, but I don't clown around

Flip the whole game turn a smile to a frown

Bitch you know the name I'm a baaaahd man

If you can’t do it bet I can

I ran Laps round these n*ggas I don’t take the easy route what's a lap band?

I stand feet over n*ggas 10 feet you can’t Jack this giant

Lately been out of my mind, the pains got me reminiscing, I'm missing the simpler times (simpler times, simpler times)

[Critics saying that JP too cold, who you tellin’? Cause I already know]

Pt. 2

Understand that, understand that im not to play with, im a fuse with the clock erasing, im a bruse in the spot your face is, im food when youre constipated, dont start with me

Been going dumb I want someone to get smart with me

Finna make what it is what it's not to be, elevate til the stairs not on top of me, and

Im all about my biz like monopoly

Ive got a lot to be proud of

How I make music to remember, confused with the little one week then they finished, hot beat, sh*tty lyrics, I'll peak in a minute, can’t reach where im sitting

Dont get me started, you got me started

Im the sh*t, barely farted

Im legit, cold hearted

Right switch on the faucet

Target for an artist

Cautious yet flawless

Hardest still regardless

I dont want a record deal, for the record still would kill any nigga out here with a record deal, selling souls cuz the devil showed a couple mill, only time I swing low is batting in the field, I've been dabbling with the ones before me, I DM'd Cole, that n*gga ignored me

Saw K.Dot wasn't really ready to show him me

Watched drizzy drake on the stage I'm sorry

These days, it's all about timing, this rap sh*t way deeper than rhyming, that's the sh*t that's been keeping it declining, relevance based on how you lying

Im a lion, this the lions den

Jay rock any slot ill win

In this gamble of a job that I partake in

I done gambled up a lot in this life of sin

And I'm ready for the spot that the top place in , know my haters gonna knock on my placement, so I keep an open door unlocked tell em walk on in, who really want smoke cause im way too lit, started off broke, can't wait til it end

Got the weight of the world adding strength to my limbs, any way imma swerve through the paint like timbs

Elevate cause I worked shooting late in the gym

Need marble on the floor

Paying two cribs

One for my bros

Momma get to pick

Commas in her rent

Tired of hearing her vent

Just to change the way she lives

I might hit a lick

I might grab a blicky and rob a bitch, might cob a new Bentley with some counterfeit, might go to the depths if I dont get rich evidently I might do time for this

Critics saying that JP too cold, Who you tellin'? Cause I already know