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Jonnathan - i'm gone Lyrics



Jonnathan - i'm gone Lyrics




Busy streets block the view to the front door
The bouncer's outside crossin' names off the clipboard
I'm a young fresh prince just hungry for more
Droolin' from the mouth at the thought of bein' on billboards

How'd I go from playin' basketball with the boys
To spendin' Friday nights runnin' for flashin' lights
Scared at 15, we'd be caught with some joints and a pocket knife
It was just a different life

Man, at least that's what I say when I reminisce about that night
Went from reppin' nothin' to freestylin' my room
Now I'm at the top lookin' down with a pretty point of view
Man, don't get this shit twisted

I sit back, write my raps, after that I'm gone
King of the west, king of the east
Man, no matter where I stand, I'm the king of the streets
Man, I'm on a different level and I can't be beat

So go ahead, run back home, tremble up in your sheets
I'm a lyricist, all you goofies delirious
While you're crackin' your jokes, I'm out here rackin' experience
Separate all my numbers with commas, never just periods

Too much money to count, might as well call me a printing press
Man, this ain't Jay-Z
I'm the next up in line, scream the name Jay-P
With blessings comin' from God and hits comin' from me

I'm an unstoppable force, it's an immovable dream
Let this shit sit in your dome
If you ain't playin' to win, keep your eyes off of my throne
If you still ain't collectin' checks, what the hell you doin' from home

Man, don't get this shit twisted
I sit back, write my raps, after that I'm gone
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Busy streets block the view to the front door
The bouncer's outside crossin' names off the clipboard
I'm a young fresh prince just hungry for more
Droolin' from the mouth at the thought of bein' on billboards

How'd I go from playin' basketball with the boys
To spendin' Friday nights runnin' for flashin' lights
Scared at 15, we'd be caught with some joints and a pocket knife
It was just a different life

Man, at least that's what I say when I reminisce about that night
Went from reppin' nothin' to freestylin' my room
Now I'm at the top lookin' down with a pretty point of view
Man, don't get this shit twisted

I sit back, write my raps, after that I'm gone
King of the west, king of the east
Man, no matter where I stand, I'm the king of the streets
Man, I'm on a different level and I can't be beat

So go ahead, run back home, tremble up in your sheets
I'm a lyricist, all you goofies delirious
While you're crackin' your jokes, I'm out here rackin' experience
Separate all my numbers with commas, never just periods

Too much money to count, might as well call me a printing press
Man, this ain't Jay-Z
I'm the next up in line, scream the name Jay-P
With blessings comin' from God and hits comin' from me

I'm an unstoppable force, it's an immovable dream
Let this shit sit in your dome
If you ain't playin' to win, keep your eyes off of my throne
If you still ain't collectin' checks, what the hell you doin' from home

Man, don't get this shit twisted
I sit back, write my raps, after that I'm gone
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Writer: Jonnathan Pena
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Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: Jonnathan Pena

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