I’m the type to take my music
Hit the road and now we cruising
Play a beat and watch me lose it
Off the top I go all stupid 
With the flows I know I’m too sick
I ain’t in it for that blue tick
Bitch I’m winning for the crew, clique
You don’t matter bitch the truth is

Ion’ give a fuck what you say, always preaching like you on shit
I know you know nothin’ yet you act like you the smartest

Always talkin’ liking you know shit when we both know you don’t know shit
Play a beat and you gon’ see where I keep my soul and heart at

Then it’s back to where it all started
Write a rhyme and I go all in
Bitch I always go my hardest 

Tryna’ be regarded as an artist 
Why I feel like this my callin’
They all feel the tunes I’m jotting
Feels good to be acknowledged
Hol’ up lemme’ keep it honest
Wasn’t in it for a following
Never stressed on likes and comments

I was rappin’ for my mindset 
Hobby turned to a therapy session
Ain’t no guessing, this a process
Truth for you is hard to digest

Woah

Man I can’t stop now, on the mic I go all out
Cause these thoughts won’t calm down, hit the gas till I’m all out
Always felt like y’all don’t feel me, guess I’m on a different route 
Ion’ need no one around to cosign what the fuck I’m on
Bitch I believe in what I want, Keep it lowkey yet it’s fun

Getting better every time
I done worked it overtime  
Never sweat on what he on
Headphones on and hoodie off
Time to fire up the mic

Like woah

This that type shit that gets me going
Once I feel the build up, watch me kill the urge and polish up the skillset
Off the top I freestyle, bitch my thoughts are always lit up
On a beat I go exploring, never know though where we going

I stay focused on the goal, Came to far to turn back home
Outta’ options down this road, When in doubt I write a song
Hit the mic with headphones on, then bump it loud up in the car
Play it back to back from start, Windows down and feel the art

Then it’s back to where it all started
Write a rhyme and I go all in
Bitch I always go my hardest 

Tryna’ be regarded as an artist 
Why I feel like this my callin’
They all feel the tunes I’m jotting
Feels good to be acknowledged
Hol’ up lemme’ keep it honest
Wasn’t in it for a following
Never stressed on likes and comments

I was rappin’ for my mindset 
Hobby turned to a therapy session
Ain’t no guessing, this a process
Truth for you is hard to digest

Swervin’ in my lane
Give a fuck about you lames
Drop the top when it rain
Bitch I do it cause I can
You not tough as you claim
You just hide behind a screen
Talk that talk you don’t mean
Yeah, you soft, still a teen

Since the kid I been the same
Never changed Double J, that’s the name
Everyday destiny’s impressing me
I could feel the rush, the energy
Outta’ pocket talking I don’t believe
I just keep it moving clean 
Flow the verse and kill the beat

Then it’s back to where it all started
Write a rhyme and I go all in
Bitch I always go my hardest 

Tryna’ be regarded as an artist 
Why I feel like this my callin’
They all feel the tunes I’m jotting
Feels good to be acknowledged
Hol’ up lemme’ keep it honest
Wasn’t in it for a following
Never stressed on likes and comments

I was rappin’ for my mindset 
Hobby turned to a therapy session
Ain’t no guessing, this a process
Truth for you is hard to digest

JJ VirK - Balance

Hol’ up, I think I been gone for like a second 
Had to get right and a lot of self reflecting
Had a convo with myself and now we best friends 
Told my momma she the best and she like, “that’s sweet”
Please no drama when you approach me, I ain’t asking 
Lotta’ questions on my mind, thoughts ragin’ madness 
I just keep it moving when I see no chances
Back to making music gotta’ find the answers 
Got my pen and pad and mic is on the stand bro
Y’all don’t understand though, with me, y’all can’t hang bro
No I do not bang bro, Thank god I ain’t had to
Counting mula bank job, Mans got talent hats off, 
That’s tough, mastered tracks are that good
Blast Off, Times Change, Tough Guy
The E.P boutta’ drop in no time, I guess it’s showtime
In the booth it felt like old times, like 09’

To be a boss you gotta’ know receiving is like given
I lift myself up when I know I’m going places
Focused on the vision guess I always been driven
Tweakin’ for some clout what the fuck is you thinkin’

Reevaluate your dreams, waste no time, get down to buildin’
It ain’t easy but least you ain’t fuckin’ up these children
Focus on the art and homie trust me you gon’ feel it
We all got our weakness yet I’m battling my demons 
  
Beat after beat, tryna’ pick apart the vision
Figure out what’s missing then it’s back to handling business
Ion’ like to chill unless we chillin’ like a villain
Squad like look goals over bitches we ain’t trippin’
One thing we all got in common, none of us is switchin’
If you got a problem hola, when I spit it’s like my saliva 
Tryna’ compete with hot lava, hot like shells around a act of violence  
Grab a pen and I’m in for a ride, put my seatbelt on
To you, this may come as a surprise, I’m no genius bro
I just talk about what’s on my mind, when it hits the speaker doe
Gets me all up in my vibes, I guess this the mission, no?

What you know about the boy, bitch I son you, hoe
I don’t go with the flow unless the mic is on
Came a long way from home, I cherish what I’ve done
Look at what I’ve accomplished and to be honest, I’m astonished

JJ Virk - Take Off

[Lyrics]

Told my people we all equal, live like bosses, by the G code
Fuck a cheat code, treat it like a cheap hoe, Shortcuts, Ion’ need no
Always down to work the vocals, Off the top, I’m kinda’ loco
All this passion I done soak bro, now I’m lashin’ out on old school

Beats, What you know about me, In the booth it’s always heat
Competition, Ion’ see, on the M.I.C I’m neat, keep it clean, keep it G
Ain’t no secret this for me, Is bigger than just you and me

Treat it like it’s therapy, to me this right here is erything’
Your tunes are so embarrassing, my niece could do it better man 
You are not competitive, you’re niche is poppin’ Xanax and 
Sippin’ lean thinkin’ this the wave, so they follow trends

If only they’d acknowledge that, You are not an artist man
You ain’t who you claim to be, you out here playin’ personas man
You fuckin’ up a common man for comma’s man
Where your conscience at? I hope you find yourself before karma man

Woah, ain’t no slowin’ down now, Never down to back down
I be at it till the last man down, Yeah an addict when he at it
Ain’t no door he can’t knock down, feed the passion when it growls
Sit back and watch it sprout, then it’s back to deadin’ doubts
I ain’t in it for no clout, bitch I’m here to win the crowd
Lay the flows and I peace out, they don’t know when I’m pissed off 
Ain’t no limit I go all in tryna’ figure out the prob
Yeah you trippin’, man you wildin’, trust me you don’t want no prob
I be posted with the squad, every one of us go hard
I stay focused on the target, In the scope I got it locked
Yeah, I used to feel so lost, always questioning the cause
Always pick apart my art, tryna’ figure out what’s wrong
Then improve that part in songs, In the booth is where I belong
I done came a long way, Ain’t no turnin’ back around
Check the background, this my battleground
When it comes to beef I do not fuck around

Told my people we all equal, live like bosses, by the G code
Fuck a cheat code, treat it like a cheap hoe, Shortcuts, Ion’ need no
Always down to work the vocals, Off the top, I’m kinda’ loco
All this passion I done soak bro, now I’m lashin’ out on old school

Beats, what you know about me, In the booth it’s always heat
Competition, Ion’ see, on the M.I.C I’m neat, keep it clean, keep it G
Ain’t no secret this for me, Is bigger than just you and me

JJ VirK - Loco Freestyle

Official Video - https://youtu.be/hM4YidT0vQk[

[Lyrics]

Never gave a fuck about what y’all thought of me
I’ve always been the type to go all out on a beat
Watch your mouth when we speak, you and me
Really not the same, this no game, ain’t no Wii

Bitch, I say what I want and do as I please
Grab a pen and a pad, time to spaz on a sheet
Fuck permission or approval, In my hand, are the keys 
Who wanna’ try me, open invite to you and your team

I’ve always been a wild child, with wild thoughts, an oddity  
I jus’ keep it movin’ clean, low key, 
Hop on beats and chop em’ neat, lyrically 
Cause honestly, people funny, man they hypocrites, they all a fiend
For drama, always pickin’ on the weak 
When it comes to violence, they don’t want no beef

So they hide behind a screen, lotta’ tough talk but thru’ keys
Bitch, you cannot fuck with me, for me this shits therapy
I do it with ease kill em with kindness like I buried the beef 
Bitch I move around freely, Ion’ need no one vouch for me 
All the work I put in paints the picture I just tell the story
I could tell your life is boring, lack of passion, a goal to work towards and
Make it count and make a move, but you caught with your crew
Actin’ in a way that you don’t normally do, what dafaq’ is wrong with you
Why you out here tryna’ prove a point that you don’t have to prove
If I was you I’d take a step back and rethink my options thru

You don’t know what I’m after dude, half the shit that I had to do
Just to get to where I stand today ain’t no laughin’ matter dude
I took my passion and poured it in a song then two, 
Started writin’ rhymes then hit the booth and record the tunes 
When that lead gon’ touch the paper, yeah, I feel the rush it’s sendin’ thru

Treat the beat like an empty canvas, bitch I bring the view 
Gotta’ listen to your music on my mattress, I might snooze 
Lately, I been acting reckless, guess it’s all part of the process

You win some but some you just can’t afford to lose
You a puppet you just do what you are told to do
On the mic, I speak my mind like I’m supposed to do
Big E on my line like here’s a list of shit to do
Once he’s pissed then I am too, so I’m quick to follow through
Rather roll a fist and lift the middle finger up cause I choose to lead than follow you
If all I knew was all I knew, I’d still be the smartest in the room

Fuck a vroom, soon as I enter the room you are doomed
Got you locked in my scope, zoomed, Boom, headshot
Body on the ground turnin’ blue, man down 
White chalk around the blacktop I be ballin’ out 

I never call for trouble but I’m always prepared 
I do me at all times what you on, Ion’ care 
I keep it low key that don’t mean I don’t see
I keep my focus on the end goal, place an aim and claim what I came for

JJ VirK - Own Lane

{Lyrics}

I don’t move unless the move, it seem hella’ clear to me
Then it’s Vroom! Out the room, bitch I got somewhere to be
Pick and choose, what I do, I’m my own man, keep it G
Ears are glued to the tunes like I’m tryna’ hear a beat

I don’t move unless the move, it seem hella’ clear to me
You ain’t who or what you say or do or what you claim to be
Outta’ moves and you gon’ lose, I’m like what a way to leave
No excuse, I refuse, to hit the booth and not kill the beat

Bringing it back and you know I got it, 
If I thought it yeah I jot it, If shots? then I call it
6 shots I’m not fallin’, 6 spots I want options 
6 dots on the target, Please stop you not violent 
On beats, I go all-in

Trust me you don’t want no problem
Just me, pen and a pad and your a goner, trauma 
Thirsty for clout, you invite drama, karma
I’m Adjustin’ the focus to honor, comma’s 
Cuttin’ all doubts cause I’m on one 
Carrying the thoughts of a monster
On some, who want it I get you boxed up
Lead in my hand’s a revolver
On beats I could feel it I’m calmer 

Music for me, a problem solver
What once was a dream now a process
I go rogue for my people, my partners 
These sheets I done fill boutta’ bomb em’ 

Plottin’ and scheming with Vala
No, I do not owe you no nada
Recitin’ the verse like a mantra
Exciting to see when they jaws drop

We can’t compete you a laugh stock 
The type to go viral on world star  
Avoidin’ your bullshit like “boy stop”
I hear a beat and the voice drops

Flowin’ these verses like Aaacho!!
Someone upstairs sayin’ “I got you” 
You sheep’s can not see what I’m on to
The vision I carry might haunt you 

I don’t move unless the move, it seem hella’ clear to me
Then it’s Vroom! Out the room, bitch I got somewhere to be
Pick and choose, what I do, I’m my own man, keep it G
Ears are glued to the tunes, like I’m tryna’ hear a beat

I don’t move unless the move, it seem hella’ clear to me
You ain’t who or what you say or do or what you claim to be
Outta’ moves and you gon’ lose, I’m like what a way to leave
No excuse, I refuse, to hit the booth and not kill the beat

I would never stop, ten toes on the ground 
Head up to the sky while I’m marchin’ in style
I say what I think, I’m just thinking aloud 
Don’t care bout’ the hype, this that passion on fire

When that beat drop, I drop a freestyle
Feelin’ the kick but the keys wild
Always keepin’ it real, keep it G style
When I vibe with the tunes I’m at peace brah

A smile on my face as I’m writin’ these verses
Emotions on rise, tryna’ breach through the surface
No controlling the mind, the feelins’, the urges
When approachin’ the mic, your bullshit I’m curvin’ 

Pull out a pen and I serve em’, burn em
Who can relate to the murder, word up
Pull up at 10 we gon’ turn up, firm up
I wish and it happens like Timmy Turner 

We can’t compete you a laugh stock 
The type to go viral on world star  
Avoidin’ your bullshit like “boy stop”
I hear a beat and the voice drops

Flowin’ these verses like Aaacho!!
Someone upstairs sayin’ “I got you” 
You sheep’s can not see what I’m on to
The vision I carry might haunt you

JJ VirK - Moves

(Lyrics)

Y’all can’t hold me ain’t no option, Y’all can’t see the vision I target 
We not homies we not partners, Watch me go in this that caution
Where I’m going y’all can’t stop this, Man this ship set sail it’s on it’s 
Way to conquer greatness, a conquest, While you playin’ I-spy from the dock man

Bout’ time I put these tunes to the test
I do what I know I do the beat
With your tunes, I must say I’m quite unimpressed
You rap four lines then snooze through the rest
I’m awake and I’m blessed, Mistakes from the past
I don’t chase I advance, Win the race and I dance 
No breaks I said pass, Hit that throttle to the max 
Then floor the gas and I’m out like Vroom!

I been rootin’ for the odds cause, Odds are Ima’ win an Oscar
Awesome, time for me to blossom, On some this a journey a process
Take my time, I’m polishin’ an artist, Every move I make is honest
I’m my own man in my own lane, Y’all can’t box me I hope you acknowledge 

Y’all can’t hold me ain’t no option, Y’all can’t see the vision I target 
We not homies we not partners, Watch me go in this that caution
Where I’m going y’all can’t stop this, Man this ship set sail it’s on it’s 
Way to conquer greatness, a conquest, While you playin’ I-spy from the dock man

Ima’ spaz out on a beat, see, you’s a wannabe
Take your shoes off I’m asleep, Kid you no threat to me
I say it how it is no sugarcoatin’, Never tiptoe on a beat
Please, you not who you think, jeez, ease up on the drink

I could care less about your drip, Don’t care bout’ the shine or your bling
Once I aim then you will not blink, One last time your jewels gon’ clink
Yeah I’m onto bigger, better things, I jus’ had to figure out and think
What I want to do with this pen, Take my thoughts to the booth and just vent

Pour my heart and soul and the feel, On a beat, I go hard for the kill
Every bar I gotta’ keep it real, Man I do it for the art and thrill
Every day I’m polishin’ the skill, This an empire I’m out here tryna build
I won’t stop till my dreams are fulfilled, Till I’m on the top at the peak of the hill

I go nonstop these flows give me chills, High off the sound man hip-hop is my pill
Write a rhyme and I’m full of this will, Every line these emotions tryna’ spill
On the mic man I’m sick yeah I’m ill, Leave you ail, with the damage I deal 
I ain’t buyin’ into what you tryna sell, I do me yeah I’m focused on myself 

Never been the type to kiss and tell, Y’all openly snitchin’ oh well
I need tours and fam on stage, Different city, different state
Hotel rooms at which Ion stay, midnight cruise with the boys and we rage
If life is a book I’m tryna’ write my pages, Recite it on a beat then put it on my playlist

Y’all can’t hold me ain’t no option, Y’all can’t see the vision I target 
We not homies we not partners, Watch me go in this that caution
Where I’m going y’all can’t stop this, Man this ship set sail it’s on it’s 
Way to conquer greatness, a conquest, While you playin’ I-spy from the dock man

JJ Virk - No Option

Youtube - https://youtu.be/BRMqw4xnjE4

Instagram –  https://www.instagram.com/jjvirk/?hl=en

[Lyrics]
I’ve been living life on the edge
Pray to God that I don’t tip off the ledge
I done lost my patience, I done lost my head
Always down for shit I know I might regret

Woah

I’m feelin’ the fire, I’m feelin’ the heat 
Hop on a track and I murder the beat
Tryna’ figure out what happened to me
Locked in the booth then lose the key

Now I’m feelin’ like I’m trapped in a maze
Tryna’ make it out but I can’t find the way
Heartbeat race, no emotion on the face
These days I’ve been feelin’ outta’ place

Tryna’ find purpose to this thing called “life”
Ion’ even know where to start, so I write
Back and forth with my thoughts and we fight
Ion’ do lines yet I’m high off the rhymes 

Like leave me alone, I’m back in my zone
Pen and a pad and I got me a song 
Play like fifty beats, till I get the one I need
Headphones on and Ima’ lay my thoughts 
You gon’ lose if me your tryna’ box
This that music for when I’m feelin’ lost
Ima’ go through it, the obstacles I thought

Was a hurdle I couldn’t take on
Ring the buzzer man ring the alarm
I done grew up from the boy to a man
Ion’ give a fuck bout’ what  you on

I pick and choose what I wanna do
In the booth, keep it real, keep it true 
Watch your tone and who you speakin’ too
I done my pour my time and soul into tunes
 
I’ve been living life on the edge
Pray to God that I don’t tip off the ledge
I done lost my patience, I done lost my head
Always down for shit I know I might regret

Woah

I’m feelin’ the fire, I’m feelin’ the heat 
Hop on a track and I murder the beat
Tryna’ figure out what happened to me
Locked in the booth then I lose the key

Now I’m feelin’ like I’m trapped in a maze
Tryna’ make it out but I can’t find the way
Heartbeat race, no emotion on the face
These days I’ve been feelin’ outta’ place

Tryna’ find purpose to this thing called “life”
Ion’ even know where to start, so I write
Back and forth with my thoughts and we fight
Ion’ do lines yet I’m high off the rhymes 

Dreams to a process on replay
Need two more songs for the E.P
Then it’s party every night where we stay
Bacardi on the ice, go DJ
 
Walk around the house in my PJ’s
Watch me whip, watch me nae nae
We goin’ up on a Tuesday, Fuck what you say
Turn up the music, Touchè
 
Hop on a beat and I give you that work
Fuck up a verse yet I preach like at church 
I’m at my worst when you question my worth
You come at me you gon’ need some insurance  

Karma keep tellin’ me trust is assured
Musically underground, I live in the dirt 
You tryna’ find me, on beats I go first 
Call out my name and I’ll fuck up your Merch

Woah, you don’t wanna’ go that route
Put it on a beat and ain’t slowin’ shit down
You don’t want no beef kid go sit down
Do it cause I like how on beats I sound

Put a lot of work in to get here, set gear
I do not move till the move clear, nuclear
Power in the tip of my fingers
I am not focused on droppin’ no bangers

I take my heart, pour it all on the canvas
Step off the mic and I feel like I’m calmer
This ain’t no joke man I hope you got armor
I aim at your dome, “Boom”, you a goner

I would never let go, 
Tryna’ build an empire from scratch like leggo
Hashtag leggo’
Match in my hand Ima’ flick that flame bro
Act as a fan when I spit that A flow

I’ve been living life on the edge
Pray to God that I don’t tip off the ledge
I done lost my patience, I done lost my head
Always down for shit I know I might regret

Woah

I’m feelin’ the fire, I’m feelin’ the heat 
Hop on a track and I murder the beat
Tryna’ figure out what happened to me
Locked in the booth then I lose the key

Now I’m feelin’ like I’m trapped in a maze
Tryna’ make it out but I can’t find the way
Heartbeat race, no emotion on the face
These days I’ve been feelin’ outta’ place

Tryna’ find purpose to this thing called “life”
Ion’ even know where to start, so I write
Back and forth with my thoughts and we fight
Ion’ do lines yet I’m high off the rhymes

JJ VirK - On The Edge

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[Lyrics]
Woah, Ion' even know what you want from the boy but I know that I got this
Bring it right back, I’m back in my bag, play a beat and you gon’ see an artist

Ahh Choo

Blessed than a muhfucker, Ha True
I’m nice than a muhfucker, So True
Hit the mic and it’s all over, You are Doomed
Life’s been a muhfucker, What to do

So I pull a pen and pad out and I write tunes
As a kid I always wanted to be on iTunes
Man I do it for my people, my fam and crew
To tell the truth, Ion’ really fuck with you

On ruthless occasions, I aim at your brain and 
Let loose with the finger, The trigger go clickin'
I notice you switchin', you livin’ a fictional life 
Thinkin’ everythin' gon’ be alright

No bitch, say what I want then I flow switch
I do what I want, Ion’ post pics
Life of a G, you on hoe shit
Ion’ got no time for your bullshit
Thought’s run deep like an ocean
Emotions all out in the open
On a beat, I go in, feel like I am chosen
Heart so cold, can’t feel it, it’s frozen

I’m back in my element, Opponent I eliminate
Only my haters hate, Most of y’all minute made
Copy and paste, you not original 
Minimal effort, a typical asshole, an imbecile
Prescriptions of capsules
Promote it in captions, a cancer, you clinical
I’m venomous when in this diss mode
Kill em’ with the venom, man I got you in bitch mode 

Woah, Ion’ even know what you want from the boy but I know that I got this
Bring it right back, I’m back in my bag, play a beat you gon’ see an artist

Ahh Choo

Blessed than a muhfucker, Ha True
I’m nice than a muhfucker, So True
Hit the mic and it’s all over, You are Doomed
Life’s been a muhfucker, What to do

So I pull a pen and pad out and I write tunes
As a kid I always wanted to be on iTunes
Man I do it for my people, my fam and crew
To tell the truth, Ion’ really fuck with you

On ruthless occasions, I aim at your brain and 
Let loose with the finger, The trigger go clickin’
I notice you switchin’, you livin’ a fictional life 
Thinkin’ everythin’ gon’ be alright

Who you know that got the drive that I got
Cold as snow yet I fire up the mic drop
Show up to the booth like nice spot 
“Dream to a process” the project about to’ drop

Soon

Iono’ need no roses, hold it
Bitch I’m tryna’ make it to the top with no prop
I’m comin’ in full force, Ion’ show no remorse, of course
Never give up the source, I ignore you all you trolls 

These days everybody got a lot to say
People quick to judge, People quick to hate
I just keep it movin’ clean, I always keep it straight
To your music dawg, I cannot relate 
This a vision Ion’ do it for the bank
Need precision for the strokes from the pen
I fell in love with the rush I get from ink
Paint a picture then sit back and let it sink in

Like

Woah, Ion’ even know what you want from the boy but I know that I got this
Bring it right back, I’m back in my bag, play a beat you gon’ see an artist

Ahh Choo

Blessed than a muhfucker, Ha True
I’m nice than a muhfucker, So True
Hit the mic and it’s all over, You are Doomed
Life’s been a muhfucker, What to do

So I pull a pen and pad out and I write tunes
As a kid I always wanted to be on iTunes
Man I do it for my people, my fam and crew
To tell the truth, Ion’ really fuck with you

On ruthless occasions, I aim at your brain and 
Let loose with the finger, The trigger go clickin’
I notice you switchin’, you livin’ a fictional life 
Thinkin’ everythin’ gon’ be alright

JJ VirK

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