Yeah
You know a lot of people talking like I
Like I might've changed up but
New year, same me
I'm still J
Uh, I'm still J
Shout out Storch
Shouts myself
Uh
It's been a minute since I've talked about it
I talk about it, the topic honest, I'm lost without it
You reaching upwards, the ceiling's coming, I'll pick your pockets
F*cking puberty hitting, forget your dick is dropping
You just a kid and I'm wishing you isn't wishy-washy
You think you hitting the Milky until I tip the rocket
You think we're homies well hold it, I'm getting iffy, watch it
Swear you chilling, you hanging more than a gifted locket
I drive a Lincoln and the shit is labeled signature, bitch
I'm like an Iron-Man, you'd probably think I chill with Jarvis
Kick in your apartment, think I'm crazy, flipping partly
I'm tryna lay it all out like when you pick a carpet
And this department is crazy, I never would've thought
About the places I'd be going, what I could've got
I should've not stopped, the grind it never drops
And now I'm feeling like this game is filled with hella cops
Aye
Ha, yo f*ck all that
Let me do me
Yeah, uh
I'm still J
Uh, I'm still J
Still, uh, yeah
I'm still J
I'm still me