J Walk
Now I can feel my heart unfreezing
Little by little but feel so blessed
Its time to go up
Maybe too much jay-walking
Now I'm on the runway
Maybe too much jay-walking
Now I'm on the runway
Yea I'm on the runway I don't walk sideways
Still hit the center this is my way
Row of tens to row of lens
Skid-row to this show aye kick off
I walk like this I'm not like him
He walks like the Beatles I walk like Rick Ross
While he's seeing seagulls I stepping needles
Every-time hustling I don't pillows
Do it myself I don't say help!
I pay my rent and homies bail
This inseam made in street
This inseam now making cream
Maybe too much jay-walking
Now I'm on the runway
Maybe too much jay-walking
Now I'm on the runway
How many miles I've walked
How many files in my book
I don't smile not enough
I can't go gotta work
I can't be your role model
'Cause I'm from cold world
Job ain't done I say no words
I don't stop 'cause I know the bottom
I don't stop (I don't stop)
They call it evil place
I don't give a f*ck fame
I just wanna light her weary face
I don't need your clean sh*t
Give me some real sh*t
You better zip it huh that sh*t stinks
Smell bad like metro my sh*t retro
Now on the bridge yea fell San Pedro
Life is hard but dreams not far
Only real hurts can make real arts
Maybe too much jay-walking
Now I'm on the runway
Maybe too much jay-walking
Now I'm on the runway
(Lets go)
Maybe too much jay-walking
Now I'm on the runway
Maybe too much jay-walking
Now I'm on the runway
Little by little but feel so blessed
Its time to go up
Maybe too much jay-walking
Now I'm on the runway
Maybe too much jay-walking
Now I'm on the runway
Yea I'm on the runway I don't walk sideways
Still hit the center this is my way
Row of tens to row of lens
Skid-row to this show aye kick off
I walk like this I'm not like him
He walks like the Beatles I walk like Rick Ross
While he's seeing seagulls I stepping needles
Every-time hustling I don't pillows
Do it myself I don't say help!
I pay my rent and homies bail
This inseam made in street
This inseam now making cream
Maybe too much jay-walking
Now I'm on the runway
Maybe too much jay-walking
Now I'm on the runway
How many miles I've walked
How many files in my book
I don't smile not enough
I can't go gotta work
I can't be your role model
'Cause I'm from cold world
Job ain't done I say no words
I don't stop 'cause I know the bottom
I don't stop (I don't stop)
They call it evil place
I don't give a f*ck fame
I just wanna light her weary face
I don't need your clean sh*t
Give me some real sh*t
You better zip it huh that sh*t stinks
Smell bad like metro my sh*t retro
Now on the bridge yea fell San Pedro
Life is hard but dreams not far
Only real hurts can make real arts
Maybe too much jay-walking
Now I'm on the runway
Maybe too much jay-walking
Now I'm on the runway
(Lets go)
Maybe too much jay-walking
Now I'm on the runway
Maybe too much jay-walking
Now I'm on the runway
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Williams, Jay Yoshizawa
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