CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Still J.A.Y.

Yeah, b*t*h, we're still f**kin' with you
Still waters run deep
Still CW and Joshua E
2020, b*t*h, guess who's back
Still, still doing that sh*t, huh Jay?
Oh for sho'
Yeah
Check me out

It's still Jay Jay, b*t*h, I'm not in AA, b*t*h
Though I've grown a lot, I stay at home a lot
'Cause when I frequent the spots that I'm known to rock
You see mine and Becky's fans we we're on the block
Some ladies, they like bondage, and haters say Jay fell off
How? b*t*h, my last album was the Crisis (f**ker)
They wanna know if he still writes hits
They say rap's changed, they wanna know if I still like it
(If you ain't up on thangs)
Joshter Jay is the name, I'm ahead of my game
Still raking my leaves, still rap on the beats
Still not a fan of the police (Uh-uh)
Still rock my shirts without having long sleeves (For sho')
Still trying to escape the streets, getting out of Tilbury (Get out)
Still not being a lame, still doing my thang
Since I left, ain't too much changed, still

I'm representing myself truly, there's no need to front
(Still) Buyin' them meal deals out of Tesco, c**t
Still takin' my time to make my rhymes real fly
And I still love the sunrise in the sky, it's the J.A.Y
I'm representing myself truly, there's no need to front
(Still) Buyin' them meal deals out of Tesco, c**t
Still takin' my time to make my rhymes real fly
And I still love the sunrise in the sky, it's the J.A.Y

Since the last time you heard of me, I lost some friends
Well, hell, me and Chaz, we dippin' again (Ah!)
Kept honing my skills, outrapped them and them
I'm always improving, becoming better each week
Still, I'm not fond of the heat
And even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet (Ooh!)
Seeing all these rappers almost makes me fall asleep
And this might be a little corny, but it's like I'm counting sheep
Wake up in the A.M., write to a beat (Uh!)
Make you want more when you're on the edge of your seat
I'm not a liar, when I rap, I spit fire
Since the song "scratchin my d**k in Publix" from Jasiah (Ooh)
I'm still at it, going after asthmatics
In the home of the stabbings and bad habits (Ah!)
Swap meets, pregnant teens, and crack addicts
I dip through, but don't hold steel, J.A.Y

I'm representing myself truly, there's no need to front
(Still) Buyin' them meal deals out of Tesco, c**t
Still takin' my time to make my rhymes real fly
And I still love the sunrise in the sky, it's the J.A.Y
I'm representing myself truly, there's no need to front
(Still) Buyin' them meal deals out of Tesco, c**t
Still takin' my time to make my rhymes real fly
And I still love the sunrise in the sky, it's the J.A.Y

It ain't nothin' but more hot tunes
An album full of songs that y'all can vibe to
And remember it's okay, shout out to Eye-Kyu (Hey, Kyu!)
I'll make you say "Oh gosh, listen to Josh"
I'm representing myself truly, there's no need to front
Still (Buyin' them meal deals out of Tesco, c**t)
I'm here for respect, but I also wanna have fun with my tracks
But if you try talking sh*t, I'll lyrically lay you down on your back
(So if you ain't up on thangs)
Joshter Jay be the name, I'm coming up in the game (What?)
Still got it wrapped like a bandage
Still ain't trippin', love to see success in the friends that I hang with
They spend time having fun, when I rhyme, I'm having fun
And I don't treat this like a job, but I still work hard (Yeah)
I want people to see Joshter Jay when it's written in the stars (Hey)
Still trying to make it as an artist (Still)

I'm representing myself truly, there's no need to front
(Still) Buyin' them meal deals out of Tesco, c**t
Still takin' my time to make my rhymes real fly
And I still love the sunrise in the sky, it's the J.A.Y
I'm representing myself truly, there's no need to front
(Still) Buyin' them meal deals out of Tesco, c**t
Still takin' my time to make my rhymes real fly
And I still love the sunrise in the sky, it's the J.A.Y
I'm representing myself truly, there's no need to front
(Still) Buyin' them meal deals out of Tesco, c**t
Still takin' my time to make my rhymes real fly
And I still love the sunrise in the sky, it's the J.A.Y

Right back up in your mothaf**kin' ass
Sixteen plus four pennies! Add that sh*t up
J.A.Y. right back up on top of thangs
And he doesn't smoke anything like Snoop Dogg
No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks!
Especially none of that real sticky icky icky
Ooh wee! None of that stuff!
Boy, you's a fool, Joshter