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From the 515 to the 319
We was bumming at the bottom looking up at the sky
Now we're doing what we want, staying high to get by
And we're feeling on top cause' we opened our minds
From the 515 to the 319
We was bumming at the bottom looking up at the sky
Now we're doing what we want, staying high to get by
And we're feeling on top cause' we opened our minds
It's J. Fish
Your light-skin excellency
I was downing LSD and then I battled insanity
I ain't do it for the fans
I ain't do it for the city
Im just doing it for me and all my fucking anxiety
I smoke so much dope
Hop on a plane they say I fly for free
I wrote it then I rolled it and I smoked it cloudy trees
Gimme' a couple years
Niggas be treating me like royalty cause'
Fish the fucking man becoming king of this city
(And we got)
Light-skin glory
Its all about the story
Cause' we're split life living out this bag thats over pouring
Pedal to the flooring and if life's too boring for ya
Light this canister of gas and watch it start engulfing
If a kids not black then he prolly can't rap
You know when kids talk back then you give him a smack
And if you feel like that listen up to this track
It's J. Fish J Gritt, here to give you the smack
From the 515 to the 319
We was bumming at the bottom looking up at the sky
Now we're doing what we want, staying high to get by
And we're feeling on top cause' we opened our minds
It don't matter where you from
Or what your god damn name is
All that matter is whats in your mind
What you really believe in?
I just dropped out of school
So that I can do what I do
I don't really mean to be rude
But these haters acting a fool
And Niggas getting so upset when im finessing they bitches
They gotta touch up on they game Fish fuckin all of they bitches
But I gotta focus on my rhymes call in it lyrical fitness
No I'm never gonna stop
You heard J. Fish never quitting (yeah)
J. Fish keep on spitting
Iowa City edition
The university witness I don't need books for my vision
But I got notebooks of written
Complex quotes to those who listen
Mutha fuckin Fish and Gritt rapping like lyrical gymnasts
From the 515 to the 319
We was bumming at the bottom looking up at the sky
Now we're doing what we want, staying high to get by
And we're feeling on top cause' we opened our minds
From the 515 to the 319
We was bumming at the bottom looking up at the sky
Now we're doing what we want, staying high to get by
And we're feeling on top cause' we opened our minds
Pullin up with an eighth
Got money stacked in the safe
And if you blowing dope without me
Get the fuck out my face
Many decisions bout business
Concerning life that we living
For all these bitches that hating
For all this game I been killing
I'm chillin
Put your wallet away
J. Gritt be smoking for days
J. Gritt be feeling the haze
I'm chillin
Puff puff pass it this way
Everything is okay now
Weed be lifting my brain now
I am the aggressor
never going back to the oppressor
I'm just gonna slap all my professors
Not believing I'm the best
And then I leave em'
Face down in a lecture
Bleeding just like its ketchup
Now someone call the janitor to fucking clean this mess up
Pressure from the stressors
Get the fuck up out my mental
Cause a riot in my temple
Write this shit down with a pencil
Lyrically I be fine
Write down shit thats on my mind
Then I spit that shit at all these haters spreading they lies
From the 515 to the 319
We was bumming at the bottom looking up at the sky
Now we're doing what we want, staying high to get by
And we're feeling on top cause' we opened your minds
We was bumming at the bottom looking up at the sky
Now we're doing what we want, staying high to get by
And we're feeling on top cause' we opened our minds
From the 515 to the 319
We was bumming at the bottom looking up at the sky
Now we're doing what we want, staying high to get by
And we're feeling on top cause' we opened our minds
It's J. Fish
Your light-skin excellency
I was downing LSD and then I battled insanity
I ain't do it for the fans
I ain't do it for the city
Im just doing it for me and all my fucking anxiety
I smoke so much dope
Hop on a plane they say I fly for free
I wrote it then I rolled it and I smoked it cloudy trees
Gimme' a couple years
Niggas be treating me like royalty cause'
Fish the fucking man becoming king of this city
(And we got)
Light-skin glory
Its all about the story
Cause' we're split life living out this bag thats over pouring
Pedal to the flooring and if life's too boring for ya
Light this canister of gas and watch it start engulfing
If a kids not black then he prolly can't rap
You know when kids talk back then you give him a smack
And if you feel like that listen up to this track
It's J. Fish J Gritt, here to give you the smack
From the 515 to the 319
We was bumming at the bottom looking up at the sky
Now we're doing what we want, staying high to get by
And we're feeling on top cause' we opened our minds
It don't matter where you from
Or what your god damn name is
All that matter is whats in your mind
What you really believe in?
I just dropped out of school
So that I can do what I do
I don't really mean to be rude
But these haters acting a fool
And Niggas getting so upset when im finessing they bitches
They gotta touch up on they game Fish fuckin all of they bitches
But I gotta focus on my rhymes call in it lyrical fitness
No I'm never gonna stop
You heard J. Fish never quitting (yeah)
J. Fish keep on spitting
Iowa City edition
The university witness I don't need books for my vision
But I got notebooks of written
Complex quotes to those who listen
Mutha fuckin Fish and Gritt rapping like lyrical gymnasts
From the 515 to the 319
We was bumming at the bottom looking up at the sky
Now we're doing what we want, staying high to get by
And we're feeling on top cause' we opened our minds
From the 515 to the 319
We was bumming at the bottom looking up at the sky
Now we're doing what we want, staying high to get by
And we're feeling on top cause' we opened our minds
Pullin up with an eighth
Got money stacked in the safe
And if you blowing dope without me
Get the fuck out my face
Many decisions bout business
Concerning life that we living
For all these bitches that hating
For all this game I been killing
I'm chillin
Put your wallet away
J. Gritt be smoking for days
J. Gritt be feeling the haze
I'm chillin
Puff puff pass it this way
Everything is okay now
Weed be lifting my brain now
I am the aggressor
never going back to the oppressor
I'm just gonna slap all my professors
Not believing I'm the best
And then I leave em'
Face down in a lecture
Bleeding just like its ketchup
Now someone call the janitor to fucking clean this mess up
Pressure from the stressors
Get the fuck up out my mental
Cause a riot in my temple
Write this shit down with a pencil
Lyrically I be fine
Write down shit thats on my mind
Then I spit that shit at all these haters spreading they lies
From the 515 to the 319
We was bumming at the bottom looking up at the sky
Now we're doing what we want, staying high to get by
And we're feeling on top cause' we opened your minds
Credits
Writer(s): Jared Fisher
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