KJ-52 Not Really Lyrics

[KJ-52:]

Now you never get old if the flow stays timeless

This is the utmost now for his highness

He is the plus though to all of my minus

Hope I touch souls like a brush and a stylus

So when I bust flows I hope that rhyme is

Like a punch to the nose burns a hole in yo sinus

And then it goes to take the crust out ya eyelids

And it hits like a tidal wave to crush all your islands

Plus they rush into violence

So me and GC we like Paul into Silas

Been gone a whole lot of time and

But I ain’t even old just got a whole lot of mileage

Cue up the violins while I survey the landscape

I ain’t even worried what ya man say

Man makes plans but man makes the plans break

That’s why most y’all ain’t even worth my handshake

I had to learn to make the plans wait

Then crack it open like a clam bake

So even if I’m older than my fanbase

All of this is God ain’t nothing of it man made

Oh you got a big car

Nah man not really

Oh your a big star

Nah man not really

You do a lot of drugs

Nah man not really

Bet ya pack a lot of guns

Nah man not really

[x2]

[B. Cooper:]

I asked him what you want a verse about he said he wanted murder

Massacre the instrumental till your name gets heard of

Give them that original I ain’t talking wurthers

Synonymous with the hip hop like in and out with burgers

Follow suit thought my career would go further

Next up a whole generation of turner

What you drive what your bank account worth bruh

Where you live do you pop out the burners

No sir I’m a 9-5 worker

Spent my life searching just trying to find purpose

Give em bars like they trying to find service

And inside every verse tell them life’s worth it

Does that mean that I’m perfect

Not close but the difference is that I’m working

Backpack rap I ain’t talking hershel

This is heart and soul follow the flow to the church is

[KJ-52:]

Oh you got a big car

Nah man not really

Oh your a big star

Nah man not really

You do a lot of drugs

Nah man not really

Bet ya pack a lot of guns

Nah man not really

[x2]

[Goldinchild:]

Man hold it this microphone’s a pulpit now

Gold is back competition start folding

What’s in me greater than what’s in you

With these razor sharp rhymes that will cut your crew

Convictions the reason your uncomfortable

The honest truth is I ain’t gonna front for you

I’m coming through backed up with a hundred troops

This old school veteran with some new recruits

Like the camouflage squad scuffed Timberland boots

My God’s more powerful than the guns you shoot

Yeah I been in your projects and seen the proof

These angels of war camped on the roof

And I’m telling y’all cats don’t take it as a joke

Cause right about now man I’m half past broke

For those that think I’m in the booth flapping my jaws

Best believe it’s the truth that I’m rapping for y’all…

[KJ-52:]

Oh you got a big car

Nah man not really

Oh your a big star

Nah man not really

You do a lot of drugs

Nah man not really

Bet ya pack a lot of guns

Nah man not really

[x2]