Just Do You
Let's go
How you feel?
Huh?
JEY how do you feel about the situation?
We've got an international exclusive right here
If you ain't doing it big, you ain't doing it right
You don't deserve shit
Yeah
Reach in my heart you'll find nothing but nails
Been down these tracks but I always derail
Fuck, This
All my life I've been a victim to hate
And detaining the pity it's time to awake
I'm clearing the air, unsully my slate
Words like Berettas, you just a beta
Leaving behind a wreck like tornaders
Been a Crusader ignoring the haters
But if you pop off, I'll fuck with you later
Lions and gaters, alpha cicadas
Don't let their egos get to you I'm greater
And let it be known if you sit on the throne
I'm a cop it so call me the king slayer
This ain't arcades, this ain't a game
Don't need no bitches or fame
Don't need no body who trolling and constantly
Moaning how wish they could do it the same
Mind is like Ralph and I'm wrecking
And Felix could not even fix it
He tried, now he's mentally incarcerated
And sits in a corner repeating my name
While consuming his own defecations
Turn me up a Little
We're going to make this happen man
Yeah turn me up a little
Give it everything you got
Let's go
Yeah turn me up a little
So many times couldn't count if I tried
I've been pinned up against a hard rock
Couldn't deny that I swallow my pride
I'm a chip off of the old block
Eclipsing 'em all, I can't see 'em at all
I'm a fucking beast unstoppable
Don't get involved; I'll tear you apart
You're not even close or capable
Haki and Reiki, I'm levitating
Don't even care if you love it or hate me
If you're going to dis me, don't do it inaudibly
All of you fuckers see through like opacity
All of you fuckers the same commonalities
All of you fuckers lack originality
Orange I rhyme at ease, check your vicinity
I could be creeping, so bitch back off of me
Never will settle, bedevil the men who keep constantly
Talking I'm pointing my middle finger at the devil
Kill all instrumentals, and leaving behind
The weak and the little
Only wear Diesel, All Saint and a Regal
I'm taking my alter ego up a level
And if you don't know by now
Here are my credentials
J E Y J are my fucking initials
Turn me up a Little
How you feel?
Huh?
JEY how do you feel about the situation?
We've got an international exclusive right here
If you ain't doing it big, you ain't doing it right
You don't deserve shit
Yeah
Reach in my heart you'll find nothing but nails
Been down these tracks but I always derail
Fuck, This
All my life I've been a victim to hate
And detaining the pity it's time to awake
I'm clearing the air, unsully my slate
Words like Berettas, you just a beta
Leaving behind a wreck like tornaders
Been a Crusader ignoring the haters
But if you pop off, I'll fuck with you later
Lions and gaters, alpha cicadas
Don't let their egos get to you I'm greater
And let it be known if you sit on the throne
I'm a cop it so call me the king slayer
This ain't arcades, this ain't a game
Don't need no bitches or fame
Don't need no body who trolling and constantly
Moaning how wish they could do it the same
Mind is like Ralph and I'm wrecking
And Felix could not even fix it
He tried, now he's mentally incarcerated
And sits in a corner repeating my name
While consuming his own defecations
Turn me up a Little
We're going to make this happen man
Yeah turn me up a little
Give it everything you got
Let's go
Yeah turn me up a little
So many times couldn't count if I tried
I've been pinned up against a hard rock
Couldn't deny that I swallow my pride
I'm a chip off of the old block
Eclipsing 'em all, I can't see 'em at all
I'm a fucking beast unstoppable
Don't get involved; I'll tear you apart
You're not even close or capable
Haki and Reiki, I'm levitating
Don't even care if you love it or hate me
If you're going to dis me, don't do it inaudibly
All of you fuckers see through like opacity
All of you fuckers the same commonalities
All of you fuckers lack originality
Orange I rhyme at ease, check your vicinity
I could be creeping, so bitch back off of me
Never will settle, bedevil the men who keep constantly
Talking I'm pointing my middle finger at the devil
Kill all instrumentals, and leaving behind
The weak and the little
Only wear Diesel, All Saint and a Regal
I'm taking my alter ego up a level
And if you don't know by now
Here are my credentials
J E Y J are my fucking initials
Turn me up a Little
Credits
Writer(s): Roy Aizawa
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