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Written by Jogger, John Connor & Tanner Agpoon
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by Alanfor
Artwork by LastNight Design

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LYRICS:

[Pre-Chorus: Jogger]
Okay, you know this, I’m bad but I’m decent
Wind me up, shoot me, I shatter to pieces
All this time, I thought you had what I needed
Dangling Franklins, dangling Franklins, all that shit go while you battling demons

[Hook: John Connor]
Still, shawty got bad news
I ain’t tryna run act two
Y’all looking like statues
I’m looking right at you

Still follow your plan A
Can’t run up your bag, too
Y’all looking like statues
Y’all looking like statues

[Verse 1: Jogger]
You fucking with the bestest
Most bestest
Cutthroat for that necklace 
She gon’ cut the top off
My coupe ride around headless

Deep in the water, I float with the dead but they pulling me under
I pull back a layer, there’s genuine people, I can’t help but wonder

Look
Now they all wanna flock ‘cause they heard that I’m famous
Put words to the pages
Can’t work and I hate this
Out of this world, know stars on a first name basis

I’m bad but I’m decent, the words keep repeating, now here we go
I’ve had it with dreaming, I’m staying asleep and I’m meeting my demons, I greet em both
Wow

[Pre-Chorus: Jogger]
Okay, you know this, I’m bad but I’m decent
Wind me up, shoot me, I shatter to pieces
All this time, I thought you had what I needed
Dangling Franklins, dangling Franklins, all that shit go while you battling demons

[Hook: John Connor]
Still, shawty got bad news
I ain’t tryna run act two
Y’all looking like statues
I’m looking right at you

Still follow your plan A
Can’t run up your bag, too
Y’all looking like statues
Y’all looking like statues

[Verse 2: Agpoon]
Stay safe in this patient nation
Take names, I’m the A List’s greatest
Same day, I’m a no name chaser
Break bread with the ones I came with

Back doors and cop cars
Mama tell me I’m a rockstar
This ain’t the life that y’all should strive for
Y’all should quit your bitching, go outside more

I’m that indestructible, extra lovable, dogs untouchable kid
I don’t miss the functions, I don’t get the fussing, I just get my money then dip

Lil mama off white like a fashion statement
I don’t really want all of that fake shit
She just wanna talk names, wanna play games, she don’t know I’m the most valuable player

Why’s the good guy always got haters?
Why don’t bad guys ever play fair?
Why is my life never looking like theirs?
If i get it once then brother, I swear

[Pre-Chorus: Jogger]
Okay, you know this, I’m bad but I’m decent
Wind me up, shoot me, I shatter to pieces
All this time, I thought you had what I needed
Dangling Franklins, dangling Franklins, all that shit go while you battling demons

[Hook: John Connor]
Still, shawty got bad news
I ain’t tryna run act two
Y’all looking like statues
I’m looking right at you

Still follow your plan A
Can’t run up your bag, too
Y’all looking like statues
Y’all looking like statues

SPOTIFY

Statues (feat. John Connor & Tanner Agpoon)

Summer is here!

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[Lyrics Below]

Featuring: @JohnConnorMusik
Mixed & Mastered by: Jogger
Produced by: Platinum Sellers
Artwork by: No Concept

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LYRICS:

(Verse 1: Jogger)
Late nights, and the drinks get colder
Never leaving cuz the party never over
Ooh man, I wish time went slower
But I gotta move on, we all getting older
Hold up, what you talking about?
If you killin' the vibes, man you gotta get out
Man we headed for the coast, but my heart in the south
Always gotta stand out, never part of the crowd like yeah
Summer nights got me faded 
Got my middle finger up if you hate it
Hell yeah, I be feeling alive, and we got nowhere to drive, and we ain't stopping till we made it
Aye, we don't know how to be basic, underrated, that's unrelated, I just wanna get all up under the sun and bathe in, but some get kicked out, and some can stay in

(Hook: Tricky)
Wouldn't it be nice 
If we could find the time
To take away the pain that's running daily on your mind 
I'm not askin for much 
I'm just tryin to find 
A place we can escape so we can be one of a kind
One of a kind baby
Losing our minds baby
Lose track of time baby
Just gimme one night baby 

(Verse 2: Jogger)
These days, got me wishing I could replay
Yeah they call me Jogger cuz I run it like a relay
Cliche, but I'm still getting cheese, no Green Bay
Boutta hit a hundred on the freeway
Yeah, Okay the best days, ain't got no essays, so I suggest they
Stop the test days, we live the best way, and I just meant they, could end on Wednesday 
Cuz when it be the summer ain't nobody think about it
I just call a woman up and then we drink about it
I ain't perfect, I make mistakes, but school man, I could do without it
I ain't learned nothing, man it's sad, but true
Living life, it's what I had to do
All the parties, and all the music, man no one really wanna go back to school
Don't waste your childhood, growing up
Bonfires, and we blowing up
We need fast cars, with the top down, and bad broads, yeah you know wassup
So we showing up, you know life's good
You can't see the change, my eyes could
Have fun, but go work hard, homie don't be wasting your childhood like yeah

(Hook: Tricky)

(Bridge: Tricky)
Don't ask me for my space if you're a couple steps behind
Don't ask for my place if you don't know what's on my mind
If you prove it
I'll show it
We'll get through it
It's the motion
So let's do it
Let's blow this 
More moving
Less talking baby

(Hook: Tricky)

One of a Kind (feat. John Connor)

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Written, Mixed, & Mastered by Jogger & Kam Michael
Produced by Deyjan Beats x Young Nico Beats
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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LYRICS:

[Hook: Jogger]
What is a champion made of?
I need an Ambien, A1
I need to phantom the fake love
I wanna grade it an A+
I got visions of a paradise that I don’t got yet
I don’t listen for a parasite now where is my bed?
No, no wishing, I’m not verified, but where is my, check
No, no bitching, I can’t spare a dime, now where are my, friends?

[Verse 1: Jogger]
No, no JOG he knocking at my door, I better go
Went from losing every game to coming back like 10 and 0
Wrist ain’t frozen, so I told em it’d be best to let it go
I don’t wanna hear another rapper telling me about a plan ain’t gonna work, like man i bet it won’t
Back up, back up, aye
Mad love, mad love, aye
You don’t wanna see me angry, nah
Don’t you try to act tough, aye
When I get back up, aye
And I mix that cup, yuh
I just been shooting my shot, I’m a shooter, I really don’t miss, that, much
I don’t wanna go that route
But I’m tryna get a show and get it sold back out
Imma go back down
And I gotta get a painter when I paint another picture without no background
No silver lining, I’m building, climbing, my spirit leave, when I spill the wine
But I feel divine, cuz I’m still alive, and everybody watch, while I’m killing time, like
Me and Kam, fly, that’s 2 empty cages
I’ll judge a book by its cover, if it got too many pages
Feel like I’m in the CIA, I’m seeing too many agents
Before you tell me you’re driven, go check out who in the races like goddamn!

[Hook: Jogger]

[Verse 2: Kam Michael]
Best out of Dayton I got no relation to all of these rappers who's claiming they'll make it.
You say that you're dope, but really you are basic.
Go suck on my dick and tell me how it's tasting. 
How does it feel to be working all day while I be out here doing a new celebration? 
Gimme a year in the lab, I know you'll be mad, as soon as you hear that I made it. 
Oh God, ain't nobody doing I'm doing, on god. 
I drop a verse now they all praying to Allah, 
Everybody knows Kam be on lock. 
I got like 20 songs I might drop. 
Someone tell Scruby I'm bringing that .50 cal, 
shooting shit up got em wishing they knew me now. 
I dont got time for the shit that you worry 'bout. 
Only got time for the people I hang around. 
Working like every morning, yeah. 
Fuck the beat from the back, aye. 
Seed that bitch like a torrent. 
And then I play the shit back. aye. 
And I dont really do exposing, nah. 
But all your shit is so whack. 
I hear that shit and i'm snoring. 
And yeah, it's really that bad, damn.

[Hook: Jogger]

Champion (feat. Kam Michael)

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Written by Jogger & John Connor
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by Brain Gang Blue
Artwork by Davis Bloom

[Lyrics Below]

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LYRICS:

[Verse 1: Jogger]
Citywide news, when I blow the ozone
I leave my mark, ya I’m logo loco
Got no style, imma polo dodo
These women want rings, but I don’t know Frodo
Wake up, sit down, I ain’t going to work
If I go, get drowned, imma go in a hearse
If I don’t, get found, imma go in reverse
I coulda sold this out, while i was throwing the bird
Don’t throw no shade, when I park the ‘gatti
See 3 white girls, tryna spark the Bobby
I be Russ up in the paint, boi it’s hard to stop me
Are you a remix or a carbon copy?
Like... t-town, and we partying hard now
We used to use fakes, but we buying the bar now
2020, I’ll be up and flying the car down
My eyes roll back, what you trying to start now?

[Hook: John Connor]
We ridin round your town tonight 
We feelin good, we feelin right
We chase the thrill, live in the light
We stayin out till the sun gon shine

[Verse 2: Jogger]
Man this shit ain’t working out, but I’m keeping my chin up
But Jogger never fall, I don’t even fall in love
No, I ain’t complaining, that’s when everyone give up
The only shot I see you ever making is bitch cup
Ooh, damn, who’s that dude?
Everybody told me tryna do this was a bad move
I’ve been learning more than I would ever in a classroom
Miracle of nature, all my dogs eating cat food
Holidays, they don’t feel like holidays
And I got a little money, but I got a lotta plays
I don’t need to write a will, I got a will to dominate
Put it on my Mickey Mantle, I’ll be in the Hall of Fame
Took about 3 L’s, but I live life large
Send a man up to the moon, you can’t touch my stars
Everybody want clothes, and like all nice cars
But I ain’t sitting on the fence, I want the whole nine yards, yeah

[Hook: John Connor]
We ridin round your town tonight 
We feelin good, we feelin right
We chase the thrill, live in the light
We stayin out till the sun gon shine

[Bridge: John Connor]
Lights start flashin
We go crazy
Cameras, action
It’s our day see
Life’s attraction
It’s & JxT
Summers back and 
It’s ours baby

[Hook: John Connor]
We ridin round your town tonight 
We feelin good, we feelin right
We chase the thrill, live in the light
We stayin out till the sun gon shine

Shine (feat. John Connor)

Stream on Apple Music: https://goo.gl/XPk7jz
Stream on Spotify: https://goo.gl/xVkTL3

Written by Jogger & Willis
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by Jogger
Artwork by Davis Bloom

[Lyrics Below]

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LYRICS:

[Pre-Chorus: Willis]
Turn Your Phone On
Turn Your Phone On
Turn Your Phone On
Turn Your Phone On

[Hook: Willis]
Aye turn your phone on
I ain’t heard from your ass in like so long
And I don’t give a fuck what side you roll on
I know you remember where you come from
Bitch turn your phone on
Yeah

[Verse 1: Jogger]
Bitch turn your... phone on baby, but that’s just how it goes
No, I ain’t heard from you lately, but this the life that I chose
When I get to that stage, maybe imma get a call back
But you probably think of me as a fall back
Do I let you go, or do I walk back?
Man fuck it, I’m getting away from all that
So I jump out the hotel, yea
I’m sorry but honestly I gotta go
Nobody really gon care about you till you under the dirt or you been on a roll
California, I’m soul searching
One day I’ll get there, put that on my soul
Bumping a track, honey, I’m coming back cuz i know imma miss it when I’m on the road
UH, gotta get that bag, I’ve been looking for another way to get up out the city in a minute now
I don’t know if anybody getting out
Hell nah, man I really gotta get around
Man I got too much to see, I want the luxury, and the discovery, but they don’t fuck with me, I need a money tree, they only talk shit, when they under me, ooh man
I gotta catch that flight
I gotta see this world
Gotta grab that mic
You better grab on tight
Cuz I’ve been bad all night
When we had that fight, you ain’t never wanna talk no more
We ain’t never really get along no more
Turn your motherfucking phone on
Cuz I can’t pretend I’m being strong no more, like

[Hook: Willis]

[Verse 2: Jogger]
Hope you don’t think this shit your fault, I promise, girl it’s all me
You swear to god you like my singing even when it’s off key
Guess I deserved it when you blew me off and never called me
Just wish you’d realize your potential, cuz this shit ain’t all me
Because I just want*real life shit
Ain’t no motherfucking Internet
Even know that’s where I met like all of my fans
Fuck all the bottles of vyvanse
No one can make you as happy as I can
Yeah, and I see everybody as a non believer
Nobody want you to see the world, but when everything falls they gon call the leader
Blue Skies, blue skies, imma need another way to be happy
Who cries, who cries, imma boutta go and get another taxi
Been the same man, from the jump, but everyone loving the acting
I don’t need anyone helping me out man I’m Gucci, but thank you for asking
So promise me you’ll remember all of our conversations
And how we said our relationship was too complicated
Don’t be a stranger, turn on your phone and give me a call
Wish I could reach you, but I just realized my phone was off

[Bridge: Willis]

[Hook: Willis]

[Outro: Willis]

Turn Your Phone On (feat. Willis)

Stream on Apple Music: https://goo.gl/XPk7jz
Stream on Spotify: https://goo.gl/xVkTL3

Written by Jogger & John Connor
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by Jogger
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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LYRICS:

[Hook: John Connor]
I’ve been dreaming, hoping I don’t come down
Cuz everything I love has alrdy run out
I’ve been breathing, floating, thinking somehow
That I could find a way until the sundown
Yeah, yeah
Until the Sundown

[Verse 1: Jogger]
Yeah
Don’t think I can breathe without checking my phone for a notification
Yeah
They been looking so happy like everyone be on the road to vacation
Aye
But I know they look for acceptance with every post they been faking
And they gon’ be mad when I say this
But now the only reason anybody’s on the internet
Is so they can make each other jealous now for the hell of it
And ain’t nobody clicking on the like without a benefit
Your fake insomnia aboutta fake another sedative
Like goddamn
Wonder who I can trust
Fake shit on Snapchat, just abusing the love
I wonder who my real friends be
If deep inside they feel empty
So I grab another MD, look at my phone, I’m checking stories from the best week
Wonder if I threw it on the ground then I’d be set free
Hands behind my back, i hope the Internet arrest me
But it’s looking at me like I’m never doing nothing right
Like I’ve been at this 5 years, you would think that I’d make something tight
But I’ll save it for another night
Lil burnt out Jogger, might as well go to the fuckin light

[Hook: John Connor]

[Verse 2: Jogger]
Yeah
Media foreshadowing my demise, don’t you act so surprised, aw yeah
Look at me, you might go blind
Future too bright, I pretend I don’t mind
Let me find another catfish
Everybody tryna tell me they knew I was that kid
I wasn’t a bad kid
But they always kept tabs on me
Tabs on me like I’m boutta drop acid
I was getting fucking D’s in every class so they decided I should pop another pill to go relax
But I just never gave a fuck if I was failing or I passed
They still threw that ADHD shit up on my ass
Ever since day 1, they been tryna label me
Make me die slow, instead of fucking saving me
I ain’t got a category, hinder what I’m made to be
And I can’t say a word unless they agree
Yeah
Fuck all this freedom of speech, they just wanna control your beliefs
Yeah, yeah
I got the keys
Road to the riches, I ran off the street
Yeah
So pour another up, for humanity
And pour a third for insanity
They tryna disguise all our blessings, the truth, im undressing, they taking our vanity

[Hook: John Connor]

Comedown (feat. John Connor)

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Stream on Spotify: https://goo.gl/xVkTL3

Written by Jogger
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by Jogger
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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LYRICS:

Verse 1
Yeah
Lemme talk my shit
Been a while, ‘fore I ball like this
2 calls, imma block that bitch
And everybody boutta shoot like I ain’t saw that shit like UH
Misdemeanors, now we getting meaner, with a bitch in green, I gotta intervene her
Flip and leave, I turn a wrist to freezer
Imma get to meet her, I don’t flip between her
So come correct, or imma come for necks
Quit your talking, cuz I’m unimpressed
Bitch I’m winning, come and cut the net
And you can check the numbers, homie, nonetheless
Could be taking your bitch with the nod of my head
Come for a neck, I’m like sorry, I’m dead
Everybody want a little beef until they see me and they turn around and be like I’m already fed

Hook
Count up like one, two
Count up the number of rappers I run through
I might jump in the drop, we ain’t talking no sun roof
I don’t run with no choppers but I might just cut through
Count up like one, two

Verse 2
Got women, money, we ain’t buying checks
Brush her off, you can’t buy the best
And I’ve been quiet too long, man it’s time to flex
Don’t hide the lies cuz I’ll find the rest
Like yeah, yeah
Bitch I’ve been working too long, don’t be questioning my credibility
Yeah, uh
Ten toes down, till this shit work out, now let’s talk flexibility
Yeah, no one showing no appreciation
Made the beats, and I still be waiting
Man you caught me on an off day
I just might go beat you in the pavement
Lately I’ve checked all the numbers and I wonder how I be still in the basement
Wish I could hop in the coop, Bradley down, like I’m fleeing to Vegas
Risky maneuvers, I be out here in the Casino, I’m mobbin with Robert Deniro
I can’t be a hero, I feel like I’m barely a year old, I went from a hundred to zero
She cutting up lines like a limerick
Don’t talk to me like a little kid
Play her my song and she feeling it
Mixing and mixing shit I think I’m feeling it yuh
Raisin the bar like I’m sun dried
I make more change than a bus ride
I’ve just been tryna stay grounded, like I look around without seeing an upside
But when I get loose, better come through
No fake opinions to run to
Look at my face it say fuck you
And I’m boutta knock yo ass out with a one two

Hook

One Two

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Stream on Spotify: https://goo.gl/ouxmoJ

Written by Jogger, John Connor, & Agpoon
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by Cxdy
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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[Opening: Quote from “The Dark Knight”]
Rachel Dawes: “Harvey, the last man who they appointed to protect the Republic was named Caesar, and he never gave up his power”.
Harvey: “Well, I guess you either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain”.

[Intro: All]
Don’t be stepping out of line, I’m taking spots, yeah
They was sleeping on the kid, it’s time to stop, yeah
You need a reason to believe I’m out the box, yeah
Onomatopoeia ‘till we see the speakers pop, yeah

[Hook: John Connor]
Mask on so they can’t identify  me
Please read my lips as I count down from 3
Make your move, you know you can’t hide or seek
The truth of the villain that’s inside of me, yeah

[Verse 1: Jogger]
Yeah, we got that villainous nature
Blood around me, but I usually don’t spill what I savor
I’m like oh god
I don’t got any time to pretend I’m still tryna turning up into a nice guy
Get your ass checked by a white guy
You running, I’m waving like bye bye
Feel like I’m whipping a Rari, when I get out of my Chevy
I’m drinking straight up Bacardi, might be the first one of many
Let’s hit the bar if you’re ready
Yeah
No, I can’t let a bitch into my head
Yeah, yeah
I’m busy, I’m tryna be richer instead
Tanner been chiefing the moonroock
Send your ass back to the boondocks
Feel like I’m walking on water, got so many boats I think Imma need 2 docks
Day 1, I been the alpha dog
I say bravo, when she tag a long
I’m on third base, Charlie, she had to call
Stay fly like Delta, you had to fall

[Hook: John Connor]
Mask on so they can’t identify  me
Please read my lips as I count down from 3
Make your move, you know you can’t hide or seek
The truth of the villain that’s inside of me, yeah

[Verse 2: Agpoon]
We some villains, got the joker in my recents
I’m making deals with the devil, you still fighting demons
Stop it, I’m rocking designer
I don’t feel the need to remind ya
I’m running it just like a race, you can’t match me on pace, got me feel like Sinatra
I’m switching my Honda for Porsche
My wardrobe, you couldn’t afford
I’m stacking these checks, so how you be talking ‘bout flex when you whipping a Ford?
Mask off, Steve Maddens on
They watch like Hasselhoff
They acting hard behind the screen, I know they actually soft
This evil just runs in my veins
I think that I’m going insane
The voice in my head, just said that I’m back in my ways and I’m feeling the same
Sweeter than Dolce Gabbana
I’m living the life of a rockstar
I’m making deposits with partners and counting the profit, I turn to a monster

[Outro: John Connor]
Mask on so they can’t identify  me
Please read my lips as I count down from 3
Make your move, you know you can’t hide or seek
The truth of the villain that’s inside of me, yeah

[Closing: Quote from “The Dark Knight”]
The Joker: “These civilized people, they’ll eat each other. See, I’m not a monster. I’m just ahead of the curve”.

Villains (feat. John Connor & Agpoon)

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Artwork by Davis Bloom

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LYRICS:

Intro
Walk up like the shit, they send me back in line, yeah
See that look they gave me, when they passing by, yeah
Might go fly to Saturn, imma satellite, yeah
I’m searching for the thing that make me satisfied, yeah

Verse 1
I ain’t thinking rational
Got stuck in place inside my city, so I had to go
Now everyone around me think I’m just an average Joe
I went from bad to goat
No, no there ain’t no fire
But she still grab the pole, ha, yeah
Listen, you gotta measure your worth
Vision, my glasses are better than yours
Verses on verses, I’m head of the church
I don’t buy any vowels, imma sell em my word
Think you the best when you getting my worst
Playing with fire, leave you dead in a hearse
It’s like I’ve been trapped in the shell of my shirt
With the blood in the water, there’s red in the dirt
Every, morning, my alarm goes, from savior, to my enemy
Turns alive, with that roar, UH
Now its silence is purchasing remedy
I don’t got a plan, I gotta make a little money, I’ve been done with imitation, people looking at me funny
Imma throw up, blood
How’d I get so lucky?
Shoot a fuckin’ missile but I still won’t study, I’m gone
-Aye, I ain’t been outside in 7 days
UH, sometimes all I know is getting paid
If I ain’t alone, I’m in the way
That’s why I’m trapped, I gotta get away

Pre-Chorus
Walk up like the shit, they send me back in line, yeah
See that look they gave me, when they passing by, yeah
Might go fly to Saturn, imma satellite, yeah
I’m searching for the thing that make me satisfied, yeah

Hook
Walk up like the shit, they send me back in line, yeah
See that look they gave me, when they passing by, yeah
Might go fly to Saturn, imma satellite, yeah
I’m searching for the thing that make me satisfied, yeah

Verse 2
Stranded, like its my whole life
Back to basics, I’m glad I waited
Every*body wanna tell me how they graduated
But they always break fast, someone pass the bacon
It’s that +1-918, straight from 8912
I just go by the day, cuz I can save me myself
Something is telling me, everything we should be worrying bout, boutta give us a call
Tap on your shoulder, like fuck is you doin? Been trapping my soul like you Coraline’s Mom
Hide and seek on you mufuckers
The media megaphone drowning me out
I never counted on anyone else so I guess that’s why everyone counted me out
I go low to high, and my sun is better
It's like overtime, but I love the pressure
You blow my high, and that's no surprise, my life's so divine, cuz I've done it better
Y'all stocking up, but I got invested
Y'all showing off, but it's not impressive
Live an average life? I never got the message
On the road to riches, I never got directions 
Y'all say it's no surprise, that you coping with your lives
Cuz living in the past can take your focus off the prize
The truth won't give the Heimlich when you choking on your lies
So put down your fucking phone, homie open up your eyes AH

Pre-Chorus

Hook

Bridge
Get me off of this island
I can’t leave alone
All I break, is my silence
I can’t see the phone
I just need a little guidance
Take me away from the violence
Where the hell are my pilots?
It ain’t timeless, I can’t breathe at all

When they hear me come around, they be like danger, danger
Can’t be fucking with another stranger, stranger
Even CPR, that couldn’t save her, save her
Maybe I love her, but I still hate her, hate her, yeah

Hook

Outro

Satisfied

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Produced by Syndrome
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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LYRICS:

Verse 1
Yeah, feel like obsessing with pretentiousness ahead of ego
While they follow my shadow, and go wherever he go
Scanning patterns, like they’d even know the shit that we know
Focus on my dinero like I was in Casino
Yeah, a star born, in raw form
Can open up the pages you fought for, the wrong war
Can’t say how long I’ve waited on that single call for
Flip a brick, yeah I get it, get it, we all poor
Yeah, and what’s my girl doing?
Well technically she ain’t my girl, but still I heard Cupid
I walk with arrows in my chest, until my urn ruined
A living heart attack, I guess I gotta burn through it
But it’s oh… it’s okay, right? I still have a chance?
I feel like I would benefit a little bit to advance
Just a little kid, up in the middlemen, just don’t get rid of him, I think I just need closure, give me one more dance, I need that
Unconditional love, from someone of above
Yeah, you got a man, I’m like fuck love, to cover up
The empty pages, and spaces, you left up in my heart
I gotta see this shit end, to know where I can start
But every time my phone light up and I can see your name
I can’t stop thinking bout how imma never be the same
It’s like the shit up in my stomach boutta rearrange
I shoulda locked you down before, it’s only me to blame
But imma keep all my promises, in my pocket
I always come through, I should fly away in my rocket
So maybe I could find a peace of mind that I could be behind
And let you live your life, and redesign, the part of me behind
It’s prolly for the best, I’m working on my honesty
I swore to god I’ll be the biggest, so I gotta be
But it’s a struggle, they don’t know what’s going into this
They sit behind the picket fence, no shit I don’t want different friends

Intermission

Verse 2
Why everybody looking so see through?
Yeah, and goddamn, I miss the old me, too
I got that difficulty talking ‘bout my feelings, so I’m writing em
So no one else can judge me when they staring, wishing I was them
Yeah, and fuck, I wanna drop out
Because this shit ain’t really working, what if I stop now?
I got 2 years of this shit under my belt, like that
I know if I decide to quit, I’ll prolly run right back
And get a... big diploma, fake a smile on graduation
Pretend I’m really happy, but that smile is slowly fading
I’m blessed to have the opportunity that I was taking
But I’m running out of patience, fuck it, I can barely take it
And I don’t care if no one hear this or relates to me
I did this for myself, so I can show what I was made to be
My preconceptions be the best of my worst
Some days I can’t define the line between a blessing and curse, damn
So let me take a little time to myself
I’m so confused, I can’t decide if I’m well
The one I love is busy with another person, got no money I’ve been earning, like I’m driving in hell but it’s...
Okay, cuz these are first world problems
I got no reason to bitch, unless the third world got em
I’m just in a really shitty situation in my life
I don’t know what the fuck to do, but I know it’ll be alright
But this shit taking forever, I’m like what’s the reason?
I’m learning shit that don’t apply while I’ve been fucking bleeding
And when I’m looking out the window I see nothing scenic
I see kids carrying books that they ain’t fucking reading
Yeah, on the bright side, I’m out my comfort zone
But people hit me up, when I just wanna be a-fucking-lone
I’m sorry, this shit ain’t getting me where I want to go
I think I’m going crazy, but there ain’t no way I’m coming home

Outro

First World Problems

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Written by Jogger & John Connor
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by Ocean
Artwork by Braxton Gore

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LYRICS:

[Verse 1: Jogger]
UH, good feelings, and bad liquor
The money tend to make you think about the things you never had quicker
I’m thinking bout the memories I never had with her
Yeah that’s a sad picture 
Ain’t going back with her
Ooh, I had a dream I fell in love tonight
But even in that state, I ain’t even do nothing right
I’m losing touch with my reality, it’s fucking tight
Now everyone around me know wassup when I fuck up the mic
Life is like a treadmill, how I been running in place, I’ve been stagnant
Broken like my habit
Yeah, I had a genie but I blew it like Alladin
Cool, I’m wifing Jasmine
I’m moving Michael Jackson
See that’s my problem, that’s what’s pushing me down
I find somebody with a wave, and put my foot in and drown
I either ditch em all before or let em push me around
And I would show you how I do it, but you wouldn’t see how, so now...

[Hook: John Connor]
Lights fade and it’s starts to get hard to breathe
I was told this was the life that I was born to lead 
But I can see the blood stains on the leaves
I get the feeling that this place just ain’t for me

[Verse 2: Jogger]
So lemme go and run it back
Tell em I ain’t never signed for this shit
No, I don’t feel like an adult, I’ve spent my time in a pit
So please excuse me, I’m just going out my mind for a bit
Age 18, is still a teen, I don’t got time for this shit, yup
My truancy is far from concerning
Cuz I’m planning out like every single star that I’m burning
Out this world, they could send me back to Mars and I’m perfect
I guess the sharper the person, inside, the darker the curtain
Breaking chains like its cages, but I don’t even own the property
Minimum wages so they can break us into poverty
Singing on stages, I can’t debate, the shit you got to see
It’s not for me, but probably, won’t bother the, anomaly
Look at me, baby, this as real as it gets
I’m going back to my roots, I’m growing trees through the fence
I need that rock like Coraline, so I can see through the lens
I got a bad, bad feeling, stick with me to the end, wassup

[Hook: John Connor]

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Bad Feeling (feat. John Connor)

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Written, Recorded, Produced, Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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LYRICS:

Intro
You look at me
I can’t even trust nobody but myself, on God
But I still notice, I’ve been lying to myself a lot
Turn around and show me how I’ll never get across
Now I can’t help but think I’m probably just better off

Verse 1
Yeah, feel like the world around is burning down, yeah
My good side, I wouldn’t turn it down, yeah
Everyone acting like a sermon now, yeah
They ain’t lifting any weights, but they gon’ burn a pound, yeah
I just need time for reflection
Finding my side of rejection
I can’t confide in a message
For what everyone dying to mention
I’m leaving my mindset at home, fire in my soul, imma look at your hand while you tryna collect it
I never cried for attention
I look at my life as a lesson

Pre-Chorus
You look at me
I can’t even trust nobody but myself, on God
But I still notice, I’ve been lying to myself a lot
Turn around and show me how I’ll never get across
Now I can’t help but think I’m probably just better off

Hook
You look at me
I can’t even trust nobody but myself, on God
But I still notice, I’ve been lying to myself a lot
Turn around and show me how I’ll never get across
Now I can’t help but think I’m probably just better off

Verse 2
Yeah, you throwing hands, but you can’t fight the tension
I should mention, I don’t think you’d be the right investment
Yeah, feel like they’d rather wait for my confession
I been stressin, losing everything that I’m defending
And this ain’t nothing but a start for me
It seem like everything I did, became a part of me
I just need someone who be lighting up the dark with me
Always down to ride but you can’t park for free, no
I might just have another breakdown tonight
Too many people I think I gotta prove right 
I got people telling me I be a little too nice but
It’s it you need me, like a mister meesee
Imma hit the booth, while she hit the GB
That hidden truth, is why they didn’t see me
Y’all still gon’ lose, and you get a cheat sheet damn
Don’t cut my chat, if I ain’t talking right
Them copycats gon’ find that copyright
That’s where I’m at but now I saw the light
Think I was better off with that, but now it’s all alright

Pre-Chorus

Hook

Bridge

Hook

Better Off

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LYRICS:

Verse 1
My patience thinner, it ain’t cute the way you in the way
I find it funny, how another D’ll get the A
Small circle, Hula baby, how I’m getting laid
2 bitches parting Red Seas, call that Chick Fil A
Yeah
We got that red and green like Christmas lights
Have a gifted night
I got bitches tripping from sipping sprite
Yeah
You want the money? Better get in line
Red dot on your nose’ll make you bitches feel like Pennywise
So take your ego and your bullshit just to set aside
Never a tell a lie, the better guy’ll get ahead in line
They told me make the leap, it’s time to cut the cord now
And so I closed the gap like when they shut they stores down
Everything I underwent, I tend to overthink
Now everyone in love again, they acting so discreet
When I said I want the bread, I tend to over eat
Sober me get no relief, your ovaries’ll overheat

Pre-Chorus
Yeah we the new wave
I’m seeing double, think I’ve been up for like 2 days
I chuck a deuce up, while I’m pouring up the deucé
And we’ve been eating, I’m aboutta top the food chain
I’m going Usain

Hook
Yeah we the motherfucking new wave
I’m seeing double, think I’ve been up for like 2 days
I chuck a deuce up, while I’m pouring up the deucé
And we’ve been eating, I’m aboutta top the food chain
I’m going Usain, yeah

Verse 2
Big winning, and big tipping
It’s so astounding everyone around me want it but they still tripping
Like how you tell me that you driven while I’m stick shifting?
I think you got your shit twisted, like a stick missing
Who ain’t picking up the gun
I ain’t playing dumb
You can go and try to hide if you ain’t big enough to run
Hit em up
Sick of people telling me to give them love
Give it up
You know snitches get stitches, you in the cut
In the cut
Sweet life, London Tipton, Lipton, how you sippin’ tea
I’m about to go mask on, Halloween, trick or treat
I’m having trouble letting go of everything you did to me
So we keep this shit incredible, like how we lifting trees
Take me in a time machine to see who I became
Money, money, with the riches, but they’re not the same
Yell at the kids, when they say what they were taught to say
I’m stepping forward, when they told me I should fall away

Hook

Bridge
I came up out a dark place to gain some new perspective
Now I can hear my call of duty, that’s my new objective
Somehow the things you want the most can be what you get less of
I learned to fuck up all my dreams, that’s a lucid lesson
Things change, thought I wouldn’t notice
Guess everybody like to wait until I’m good and hopeless
And I’ve been looking at my hand, I know I shouldn’t throw this
I could write this down on paper, you still couldn’t quote this, damn

Hook (2x)

Usain

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Written by Jogger
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by Josh Petruccio
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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LYRICS:

Hook
I ain’t playing games, with these bitches, oh nah
But I can’t get away from these bitches, oh nah
Might run across the stage, fuck your tickets, oh nah
Might go across the bay, burn my bridges, on god, on god, on god

I ain’t playing games, with these bitches, oh nah
But I can’t get away from these bitches, oh nah
Might run across the stage, fuck your tickets, oh nah
Might go across the bay, burn my bridges, on god, on god, on god

Verse 1
Yeah
Pour up that shit, can’t ever back down
Been through lows, can’t look at that now
You ain’t got nerve, gon’ tell me that’s risky
Homie got jokes, I ain’t liking that sound
Fuck it, let’s meet at the gates, aye
I see the fleet that awaits, aye
If you complain about your Misery, you bet a motherfucker boutta do it when he go Kathy Bates
Make better moves, I gotta replay
Shake in my shoes, y’all better behave
We celebrate like it’s a b-day
But yo ass ain’t worth more, than a weekday
Got 50k in my first week
And your first place is my worst week
Sorry but I had to do it to em, this witch hunt, aboutta curse me, goddamn

Pre-Chorus
I ain’t playing games, with these bitches, oh nah
But I can’t get away from these bitches, oh nah
Might run across the stage, fuck your tickets, oh nah
Might go across the bay, burn my bridges, on god, on god, on god

Hook
I ain’t playing games, with these bitches, oh nah
But I can’t get away from these bitches, oh nah
Might run across the stage, fuck your tickets, oh nah
Might go across the bay, burn my bridges, on god, on god, on god

Verse 2
I just keep breathing like in and then out in a world full of arrogant people
Ain’t no one honest with me, and it’s shocking the lies are apparently legal
Yeah, fuck your American eagle
This is the shit they been talking about when they hiding behind all the eyes of the blind, I don’t gotta remind you, I’m knocking you down
UH, bitch I ain’t here to make friends, no
Bitch I ain’t making amends, no
Nobody keeping their eyes even open unless you been making the trends, oh
Bitch I ain’t taking your friends home
But Jogger might jog to the endzone
Some’ll say life is a bitch, yeah
Then they get stuck in the friend zone

Pre-Chorus
I ain’t playing games, with these bitches, oh nah
But I can’t get away from these bitches, oh nah
Might run across the stage, fuck your tickets, oh nah
Might go across the bay, burn my bridges, on god, on god, on god

Hook
I ain’t playing games, with these bitches, oh nah
But I can’t get away from these bitches, oh nah
Might run across the stage, fuck your tickets, oh nah
Might go across the bay, burn my bridges, on god, on god, on god

I ain’t playing games, with these bitches, oh nah
But I can’t get away from these bitches, oh nah
Might run across the stage, fuck your tickets, oh nah
Might go across the bay, burn my bridges, on god, on god, on god

No Games

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Written, Produced, Mixed & Mastered by Jogger & John Connor
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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LYRICS:

[Verse 1: Jogger]
Look
Please no photos, while my head in the sand
This life’ll cost an arm and leg, that’s why I’m resting my hand
And yeah this shit is like a movie, now the rest On Demand
I’m passing go, ‘til these games, go and send me a grand
So I been...
Laying low, they like “oh he went insane”
These bitches act like they different, like they don’t breed em the same
I guess I never got the picture, I’ll go free with no frame
I watched acquaintances paint em, now I can’t see em the same, shit
Model bitches I follow, I’m chasing daily
I go on autopilot thinking maybe it’s a daydream
I’m looking at my heroes thinking maybe they can save me
But they only fly enough to flop, I’ll wait for Dave & Amy
UH, they screaming uncle, like I’m penny bags
Couple hundred on the dash, then they send me back
Yeah, man what you buying with that petty cash?
Everything you boutta cop, man, I already had

[Pre-Chorus: John Connor]
No thinking twice we did it right there ain’t no stopping the plan
We just some minors with desire for a choir and bands
Can’t draw the line that compromises where my property ends
I rolled the dice and paid the price like the monopoly man

[Hook: John Connor]
No thinking twice we did it right there ain’t no stopping the plan
We just some minors with desire for a choir and bands
Can’t draw the line that compromises where my property ends
I rolled the dice and paid the price like the monopoly man

[Verse 2: Jogger]
Yeah, so roll the dice so I can’t leave again
They want the smoke, like it’s the air that I’ve been breathing in
No, I don’t play, when I’ve been playing, I can’t be a friend
What makes you comfortable, is what you been believing in
Crying, ‘cause I can’t be the one that you running back to
And I don’t like no conflict, but I’ll rip you if I have to
And imma go get mine, don’t need no one to tip my hat to
So I’m collecting tips if all I gotta do is pass you
Yeah we been way up, I hope you fly till you fall
And if you fake your depression, then I don’t like you at all
Like homie, fuck you and your buzz, I been a fly on the wall
Frankly, it’ll get gorey, if you don’t hike me the ball
UH, flying private through the smoke and mirrors
You get the message, Ion think I coulda spoke it clearer
Yeah, there’s no reflection like I broke the mirror
Mother Nature been talking, my heart too cold to hear her

[Pre-Chorus: John Connor]

[Hook: John Connor]

[Bridge: John Connor]
No thinking twice we did it right there ain’t no stopping the plan
Can’t draw the line that compromises where my property ends

[Hook: John Connor]

[Outro: John Connor]

Monopoly Man (feat. John Connor)

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Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by ESKRY
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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LYRICS:

Verse
Hum this, got it banging like a drum kit
Sun kissed, you don’t want this, you a dumb bitch
Fuck this, I ain’t coming to the function
My trouble a disease, motherfucker, you don’t want this
Goddamn, don’t be wishing me well
I ain’t boxing, motherfucker, but they give me the belt
Gin and tonic in my system, now I’m really myself
We don’t lose, so I’m handing every winner an L
But look around and tell me who done got the trophy
Lighting L’s so I’m telling you to hold me
Imma cause a little more than just a nosebleed
Stopped giving a fuck, and now I’m so free
Yeah, yeah
This a long trip
If you a pussy, don’t be tracking in your paw prints
Stir Sprite, but it’s feeling like the wrong shit
Getting rich, but that really mean a long- okay
Going stupid in the back, it never feel like a rental
I’m even dumber, if I listened when they told me I’m special
Yeah they shot me in a rocket till they sold me the metal
And then they told me what to do to make me fully a rebel, yeah
Break down, cuz I’m busy getting no sleep
Cool air broke, cuz you ain’t deliver no heat
Ooh shit, I got bridges to burn 
That bitch a liability, I better get her insured, damn
No pay
So no shame
I touch down, UH
Like olé
No way, that I’m ever going both ways
It ain’t no game
I ain’t boutta fuck with no snakes
Haha, I welcome any rejection
I got a dollar in dimes, with me in every section
You could throw me down the church, you wouldn’t get a confession
Kill the beat and let me go because I’ve hidden the weapon, aye
If this is how it ends, I can make do
And if we talking trends, I’ll be late too
My family and friends, can’t even break through
And I’m a fan of revenge, so I can play too
I’m a psychopathic, and rabid-er maniac
And I’ll attack, if you don’t play me, and you save me for last
Better hand me all the cash, that had came in the bag
I got people running laps, while I’m breaking my back, facts
I’m in a zoo, but I can’t bear the sentence
Especially when I don’t know what their intent is
UH, we all slaves, but we wear a necklace
Yeah, and now I’m out, show me where the exit

Revenge

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Written by Jogger & John Connor
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by YZ
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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LYRICS:

[Verse 1: Jogger]
Look
In the 80s, but I’m just a baby
Spitting game, till it give em rabies
Bleach blonde, I ain’t slim or shady
Spark 2 L’s, gotta win to hate me
Smackdown, well I’m pinning Hades
Fly up to Saturn, through milkier ways
Think I’m in trouble, they diggin’ to grave me, they bitch and degrade me, I’m feeling the same
Aye, who could do better?
Thought I was on the right path, but I’m missing a left turn
Y’all as social as the network 
I run this shit, like I stretched first 
When did we get so materialistic, we judging the people by net worth?
They don’t care about your best work
You say it’s free, it’s a network

[Hook: John Connor]
Just a rose that budded from the nosebleeds 
Hard to grow without you here to hold me 
All alone I’m fallin down on both knees
Thought you’d know to never let our souls bleed

[Verse 2: Jogger]
Aye
I’m in my bag, when I focus up and don’t worry bout you
You and your grass, I bet if I took a look over it’s browner, don’t tell me it’s true
Yeah, tell me the truth
I know I’m maturing but I was a liar, I know if I’m lying it’s all just a paradox, if I wake up and it’s true
I can’t worry if I’m right all the time
Even tho really I’m right all the time
Mental been stuck in a box in my head but honestly that box’ll be my kind of wine
Changes looking like a sign on a sign
Never been into them internet posts
Buy me some time, I been broker than every stock trader, you held up on end of net quotes

[Hook: John Connor]
Just a rose that budded from the nosebleeds 
Hard to grow without you here to hold me 
All alone I’m fallin down on both knees
Thought you’d know to never let our souls bleed

[Verse 3: Jogger]
Can’t stand, I’m lappin’
No plans of cappin’
Failure sit, if that stand to happen
This man snapping like Ansel Adams, then ran it back, with no plan of action
Boutta pull up in the middle of winter, whatever hit her, when I’m so iced out, that my hands are cracking
Being that insecure, man I can’t imagine
Busy ballin’ like the cancer had it
Oh god
Kid with the flowers, knew something we didn’t
Talkin’ bout life like it’s nothing, we in it
Watch us all practice for nothing, he scrimmage
And always was starting on something we’d finish
Damn, damn
Life lessons from a broken soul
Every message, if you know you know
When that tic tac, we go toe to toe
Oh no

[Hook: John Connor]
Just a rose that budded from the nosebleeds 
Hard to grow without you here to hold me 
All alone I’m fallin down on both knees
Thought you’d know to never let our souls bleed

Just A Rose (feat. John Connor)

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Written by Jogger, Agpoon, & Bloomy
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by Yondo
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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LYRICS:

[Verse 1: Jogger]
Yeah
Good riddance to my enemies
And lately all of my past, feel like a centerpiece
Contemplating all my decisions I got ahead of me
I’m climbing mountains, I ain’t talking bout no Beverly
Pushing back like I’m in denial, but now the pistol pull
Withdraw lately, from the shit that’s been residual
Honesty with self, I swear it shouldn’t be this difficult
But in that China shop, man, nobody wanna hit the bull
Aye
Blonde hair, but the cup brown
Yeah, they gon’ swat at your pride until you come down
Patiently waiting for someone to hand me a dumb crown
And now they shutting me out, until I shut down
All bliss, all you get is all this
Do the puzzle one way, but with me it all fits
You could sensor my words, but I talk with all wits
And you could enter my verse, but I walk with convicts, let’s go

[Hook: Bloomy]
I hope my passion don’t get left in the dust 
I need that someone I can leave all my trust 
I need to leave alone all my addictions
I feel like making it now is a must 
Yeah, it’s a must

[Verse 2: Agpoon]
When I drop this, I just hope that you got’ listen
I know I’m different, I don’t trip on competition
All these pictures that you send me always leave me reminiscing
And lately thats the only thing that gets me itching
I’m an addict for the love
Unless I get it all, then its feeling like its none
The whole world could show it, but that still won’t be enough
I need it from myself or I’ll be stuck with who I was
And I can feel it in my blood that I was born to be great
There was something in the water when our father chose my fate, can’t nobody take my place
Everybody from my city still dirty up my name
And then convinced me that I’m the one thats fake
That’s a fuck y’all to all y’all that tried to stop my dreams 
Talk behind my back back but I know that you still asleep
I’ll put a whole lifetime of the trust up on my team
Its young T still tryna break free, gone

[Hook: Bloomy]
I hope my passion don’t get left in the dust 
I need that someone I can leave all my trust 
I need to leave alone all my addictions
I feel like making it now is a must 
Yeah, it’s a must

Left In The Dust (feat. Agpoon & Bloomy)

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Written by Jogger
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by T-Minus
Re-Produced by FabeStar
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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Yeah
It’s like I got off the plane, how I been getting the bag
When I do it, I send it, until they shipping it back
So much money, I don’t need to have a bitch in my lap
They call me curiosity, the way I’m killing the cat, ha
Call me lonely, all I know is imma do me
And they been ripping on my style, like my new jeans
Been running shit for like a while, I got new cleats
The type where I be outta town, for a few weeks
I be tryna get ahead, right
Feelin' so alive in dead last, where the end? Like...
Got the lights off, in the back, but I shed light
Now they busy itching for some brain, they got head lice
I feel like the man on the moon, I make the dream work, me first
Do it myself, up until the team learn, we work
Only thing I’m switching, is my t-shirt, revert
Done it from the jump and now my feet hurt, reverse
Fuck your designer, just put my ass in a tee
And you ain’t really running nothing, y’all ain’t faster than me
I’m the apple of the eye, this apple ain’t from a tree
Might say I’m sad as can be, to put me back in the lead
But fuck that
I’ve been getting in trouble, this ain’t attention seeking
I might call out what I never managed to mention seeing
If I were you I’d avoid beef, I’m ending vegan
Ain’t no one at my right hand, getting special treatment
Breaking down a barrier, of evil intention
But they telling you look happy, and you’ll see more attention
If you post a little more, they say you’ll feel more affection
Are we happy? I just think of it as we more pretending, yeah

The London (Remix)

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Artwork by Davis Bloom

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LYRICS:

Hook
I can’t find my way, my face is screaming not okay
Ain’t been with a girl since you, I felt a lot of ways
Making up a reason I should run, but I’m insane
But now I can’t think of a reason that you outta stay, aye
I can’t go back to no friendship
But girl, I don’t want you to stay with me
Would be the one who would end it
I’m paying the price you would pay for me
Lose it in time, I’m biting the bullet, aye
But you can’t be mine, and Imma get through it

Verse 1
Yeah, imma get through it, we goin’ out for the night, but she off of the benzos
Drank a little bit, getting lucky like Ben folds
Riches in my mind, now my money for rent low
So I can’t really think about you buying a dress, hoe
Spaced out till I break down, UH
Feel like we be in a safe house, UH
We gon’ live life, like a movie, Aye
But I don’t ever wanna see it fade out, UH
Back to fighting
This life I’m sacrificing
Feel like I’m back to life and...
I can’t imagine whining
Yeah, yeah
Back when I was talking back, it feel like everybody, who was telling me I’d never be that person, right
But really I would never listen, cuz really what if I did I’d never have a second thought like if I heard em right
So now I can’t erase you, but I’ll make do
Knocking on doors, till I break through, yeah
All the memories about what they do
But now I’m looking in the mirror, like I hate you

Hook

Verse 2
Yeah, bad lil thing, but she ain’t my type
I’m tryna say you wrong, so I’ll make mine right
Yeah I’m clean of everything, I think it saved my life
And now the money, my world, you can’t pay my price
So imma make up flaws, lying to myself
And imma take my draws, they can’t use my help
And when the fame shit calls, I can prove myself
I gotta save this all, baby do not yell
And now I’m feeling like I’m riding in the backseat
Prolly can’t drown, it ain’t that deep
Put it on my motherfucking rap sheet
Now I feel like everybody running to attack me, shit
Patience grown I can’t drag it all
I got banking loans, I ain’t sad at all
I might take it home, if I had it all
But I can’t compose, I might cap it off
And I’m never feeling down don’t gotta prove it
Ain’t no call to action, imma do it
Imma go and get over the boulder, baby
Couldn’t ever see it till I’m getting through it

Hook

Friends

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Written by Jogger & John Connor
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by GC
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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LYRICS:

[Verse 1: Jogger]
Yeah
Who know me?
I got 30 on it if you know the key
Overheat
But somehow I can’t find no one cold as me
OMG
Bla bla bla, I get it, you know more than me
Over me
Over my dead body, where my soul could be
Yeah, I get it
Yeah, I get it, I know nothing, girl but
Yeah, I’m winning
Yeah, I’m winning, I pour something, homie
Yeah, I’m with it
Yeah I’m with it, I been ducking drama
Yeah I’m finished
Yeah I’m finished, who been running all the
Shit that make you feel like you was all but special
I can’t bear to see another one evolve and settle
They gon’ watch and see how far that you can fall, and catch you
Taking pictures with some 6s but they all the devil, hey
It’s coming back, don’t take that boomerang
Look around, I know you didn’t move a thing
Really, who could blame? Yeah
Only thing that’s new is how much that they knew the name
You could reign
Make a million, knowing you ain’t do a thing
Move away

[Hook: John Connor]
I’m feelin shady won’t you throw some, throw some 
Are you my baby or a ghost love, so numb
Lately the pain just meaning more blood, more drugs
Said you want smoke so won’t you blow some, blow some  
I’m feelin shady won’t you throw some, throw some 
Are you my baby or a ghost love, so numb
Lately the pain just meaning more blood, more drugs
Said you want smoke so won’t you blow some, so done yeah

[Verse 2: Jogger]
Yeah
KRK bumping, I’ll BRB on that dumb shit
Yeah
IK you love it, but idk, I mean fuck it
Yeah
IDGAF about the shit that you wanted
Yeah
STFU LMFAO cuz I run it
Yeah
Hard knock for that down, time
You could never get around, my
Novice ability, all of em killing me, I don’t wanna meet you outside
Please don’t be asking about my...
Paychecks in my spare days
Shit has been a little rough lately
I just hope I’m on the fairway
Damn, but now I feel a little differently
You ain’t too secure, so you just bitch to me
Shoot another text, but you don’t know what that did to me
You could be obsessed, cuz this shit feel like a symphony
Get it, g

Ghost Love (feat. John Connor)

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Written by Jogger
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by Kiyoto
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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LYRICS:

Hook
I be on a flight home
Show me where I might go
Really on a side note
You can’t keep your eyes off of me
It’s what I like though
Make her hit the high notes
Really on a side note
Everything she like ain’t for free
And I’m like ooh, damn
Whatchu thinking bout baby
Ooh, man
I been thinking that lately
Don’t think I should drive though
Really on a side note
You just looking lucky to me

Verse 1
I think you’re way too lucky for patience
This your story, but I saw you peek at somebody’s pages
You surrounded by people that only fake being famous
Breaking bank on your wages
I think this wave is contagious 
My coffee off of Kahlua
Dro in my lungs, it got me coughing like Uma
Them bills might get you straight up outta Compton, like true blood
But all the shit I’m drinking got me calling like you up?
Guess we all went and grew up
But I’m like slow, down
You coulda had everything that you wanted, but you wasn’t doing shit
Studying blowing up overnight
Tell me that shit isn’t ludicrous
What’s gonna happen when everyone you looking up to is really the stupidest
Trying my best not to ruin shit
But you having trouble improving it

Bridge
But if I was the one, you’d follow me
And if I were to land, you’re on your feet
And if I were to break your policy
I guess I’d be the one that’s on repeat

Hook

Verse 2
Couldn’t find a goddamn problem with you, Imma keep looking
I need a lot, damn, Imma get you, Imma keep pushing but I see
Everything behind the screen, everything ain’t what it seems
Looking past your photoshop into the scene, come on
Yeah
We lock eyes and you go past
She so high, she rude, no cap
She won’t lie, see you on blast
I got eyes on you, she bad
Know you was poppin’ in high school, with ya prom queen
But now we be up in the real world, shit is all me
Don’t expect no special treatment
I know it’s hard when you broke out the box and dealt with demons
But this shit ain’t your cookie cutter world, with velvet ceilings
You realize you’re just the same and get a fellow greeting

Bridge

Hook

Lucky

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Written by Jogger
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Produced by YZ
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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Pre-Chorus
I ain’t worry bout nothing material 
So they gon’ be like “here we go”
And say what they been thinking online
Numbers start to look a little serial
And make me feel imperial
It seem like nothing ever alright

Hook
Yeah
Imma freeze, let me call you right back yeah
Tell em please, never follow my path, yeah
On my knees, Imma follow right back, yeah
All my sheets, they be all in my lap, yeah

Verse 1
Manifesting diamonds, but the Rollie ain’t the key, yeah
I been letting go of who I thought that I should be, yeah
Used to be the guy that always pulled up for the 3, yeah
Now I’m only focused if that shit apply to me, yeah
Only rewritten, it’s on the way
Homie, we widdit, so fall away
I don’t do shit like a holiday
Only verb I’m aware of is dominate

Pre-Chorus

Hook

Verse 2
All these moral dilemmas
I think I’d bore the professor
You busy changing the subject
Too bad I tore up the lesson
It’s like the court I’m addressing
It’s only 4 to my 7
I know these bitches, so formally, like when Norman say yessum
Like I’m a bad dude
To people saying they’re the greatest, I got bad news
You busy crying bout the one you running back to
Getting richer but you still gon get the rag too
I’m tryna act like a persona that was never the person I been
I get it, I’m hurting with sin
Your standards of me are too much
I get it, I’m perfect, I win
I get it...
So I ain’t thinking bout what could’ve been
And I ain’t one to push a Benz, so I push a pen
Work it out
Feel like I been a handful, more like word of mouth
Somehow when I run from my problems, it don’t work em out
I made a promise to myself I wouldn’t turn around
But it ain’t working now

Pre-Chorus

Hook

Right Back

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Written by Jogger, John Connor & Matthew Pearson
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger & John Connor
Produced by Scorpio Prodz
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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LYRICS:

[Verse 1, Part 1: Jogger]
I don’t what you been thinking
But really, I should go
I don’t know how you been living
I think I like it though
All you like is smoking, drinking
And private flying home
I don’t trust like any bitches
As far as I can throw

Working like I can’t afford my eyesight
Kill me like I’m not afraid to die twice
You might run into me at the bright lights 
Shit is crazy, boy you better get your mind right

[Verse 1, Part 2: John Connor]
Shit is crazy boy you betta get ya mind right 
Thoughts on the daily break my mind but never try twice 
Don’t say I’m lazy while I step into the limelight
They try to save you just to catch you on your blind side 

[Hook: John Connor]
Whoa, do not follow if you do not wanna see 
Downing bottles, naked models in the room
Dressed in Prada know this where you wanna be
Just turn around so you can show me all the proof

[Verse 2, Part 1: Jogger]
In the night I feel surrounded
But I ain’t tripping though
If you find a way around it
Then you ain’t living, hoe
Talk about it, be about it
Ain’t fucking with it, though
Every time you seem the loudest
I’m never sipping slow

I make shit way harder than it need to be
I know everybody ain’t as happy as they seem to be
Over analyzing everything, while they been reading me
Trying throw up every piece of bullshit they been feeding me

[Jogger]
Demons in my head won’t ever slow down

[John Connor]
Push me under water but I won’t drown

[Jogger]
Raging till we burning up the whole town

[John Connor]
I don’t know how this about to go down

[Jogger]
Walking like I’m moving slo-mo, on the road home
Twenty bitches off the coco, taking photos

[John Connor]
Shake it baby like a snow globe, how you go low 
Fakin’ like you got stackin’ quid now you turn to pro quo

[Hook: John Connor]
Whoa, do not follow if you do not wanna see 
Downing bottles, naked models in the room 
Dressed in Prada know this where you wanna be 
Just turn around so you can show me all the proof

DO NOT FOLLOW. (FEAT. JOHN CONNOR) [PROD. SCORPIO PRODZ]

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Written by Jogger
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by 
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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LYRICS:

Verse 1
Behind closed doors, I just hope they open mine
Cuz lately it’s been hard for me to keep an open mind
Loneliness with anxiety, like they both combined
If she a 10, it’s okay, I’m only 0-9
Singing my song
Thinking I’m on
Say to be my own man, guess I’m being mine wrong, UH
The one I should be with, is miles away
And every grin feel like a smile of pain, aye, aye
But it’s fine, cuz I’ve been busy with the business side
Make me feel alive, until I die, I ain’t civilized
Done this shit myself my whole career, you can witness my
Progress since I started, while these others telling bigger lies
Oh this shit my first song
That shit ain’t yo first song
Tell me who been coming to your shows, if you first on, what?
I see the strategy, you prey on the youth
Promise when you listen to me, all I say is the truth, shoot

Hook
Singing to myself, tryna brighten the lights
While every change is moving on, as I’m dying for life, right
Yeah
They tell me change is for the best, huh?
But what’s the point if I just end up like the rest, huh?
Somebody amuse me, I’ll be right for a night
Feel like nobody can see me, really I’m in a fight, like
I’ll never let nobody change me
Take a couple shots, but I promise you can’t chase me

Verse 2
UH, speaking of change, I’m growing out my peaking days
Too responsible, to be amazed, I don’t think the same
Back then, if I was working hard, I would be insane
Smarter than I think, he been staying in the freezing rain, UH
I think it’s better when you know what you want
Cuz every day I deal with pressure, but I know what I’m on
I know there ain’t really a script that I can follow along
But subtle indications guide the shit they’ll love when I’m gone, ooh
But lately I feel like it’s 50/50
Say I’m a goat or I’m corny, or say you’re sticking with me
Look at the younger generations, they been getting picky
They all just tell me I suck, like I been giving hickeys, okay yeah
It’s better thinking that you knowing less
Cuz I was watching when you wrote the check
I used to be quiet, but now I know the catch
Chip on my shoulder been telling me when I’m supposed to bet

Changes

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Written by Jogger & Agpoon
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by Jogger
Artwork by Davis Bloom

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LYRICS:

[Verse 1: Jogger]
Close your eyes and take a breath
Why your life feel empty?
You told me you just wanted the spotlight when they sent me
Take a step
But you ain’t coming with me
Twenty thousand fans, and now you still ain’t fucking with me, what’s your deal?
I’m tired of feeling like people around me don’t want me to win like what’s your deal?
I’m tired of seeing my peers all prevail without trying and shit like what’s your deal?
I’m happy for everyone, I’ve just been sick of me always here falling behind
Everyone benefit from me, cuz I was the first, but I’m hoping it’s all in my mind
Day party, like last year, but I’m skipping shit like I throw stones
Everyone reaching their hand out, you a bitch if you do, I don’t throw bones
Drug dealers, like everywhere, they gon’ throw ice, like it’s Frozone 
Feel like I don’t belong anywhere, how you be telling a hobo to go home?
Yeah, on this plane, I need some time away
My first time felt like the pilot, I can fly the plane
Give me the keys I might lock up myself as I’m crying in pain
I don’t feel like a new man but I’ll give em the chance, nobody pleading my case

[Pre-Chorus: Jogger]
Proceed with caution, can’t be fucking with no fake love
I think she bought it, but she coming for the pay stub
They in my closet, watching everything a great does
Can’t make no promise, but they can’t ever replace us

[Hook: Jogger]
Proceed with caution, can’t be fucking with no fake love
I think she bought it, but she coming for the pay stub
They in my closet, watching everything a great does
Can’t make no promise, but they can’t ever replace us

[Verse 2: Agpoon]
Man on a mission, got plans of a billion, you cant mess with the vision that i see
major labels and paper trails, shit they consider unlikely
diamond mindset with some broken habits  so i do this shit on the nightly
listen clearly, ive been working yearly, so i can get this shit all by 19
back up, just step back i cant deal with yall in my face
back home with my lil shawty, had to take my ass to the bank
i give and go, no pick and roll, know im shootin straight from my lane
she ride slow, but my iphone gotta hunnid others chicks tryna rang
flow is confidential, stacks are monumental, lapping competition, race
just to keep it simple, recognize potential, hearin what im tryna say?
dont believe me, just ask for features, and tell me you aint gonna break
pray
listen to what ive been killin, i think im villain they way that i changed
bang

Caution (feat. Agpoon)

Flicko Mode (instr.)

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Written by Jogger
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by Balance Cooper
Artwork by Davis Bloom

[Lyrics Below]

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Verse 1
Read this, who you gonna call when you need this?
Stab me in the back, who you think I’m finna bleed with?
G shit, I might go and take over the beaches
Yeah, you ride waves, now you wonder why you seasick
Regis, I just keep on running and running
You gon’ make the underdog, start huffing and puffing
All that blood is for nothing, but now the blood isn’t rushing
I’ll make a couple of bitches, feel like a couple of dozen
Because I’m that man
I ain’t really been in touch, it’s a lap dance
This a warzone, but this shit my last stand
19, with Corona like I’m Batman 
Fuck a cat scan
Yeah
Drop outta school shit
Candy on a blue tint
You can follow Blues Clues, I just got my blueprint 
You could do the old school, I’ll stay on my new shit
Honesty is dangerous, depending how you use it
Lucid
All that go inside of my dreams
You could try to get a trade, but you not on my team
I ain’t into making homies if I gotta compete
And I ain’t boutta say shit that I gotta repeat, aye

Hook
Too fucked up for LA
Said I need a range and a wraith
Everything it hang in my face, anyway
Do it for the fame or the pay
I ain’t boutta change for LA, cuz I’m

Too fucked up for LA
Said I need a range and a wraith
Everything it hang in my face, anyway
Do it for the fame or the pay
I ain’t boutta change for LA

Verse 2
Practice
Say you got lines, on a catfish
Shawty want a ring, I been busy doing backflips
Bad bitch
I don’t need a hook if imma catch this
Flip over the mattress, then action
Roll the clip
Mixing and mixing, I think my vision distorted
I’m finna get em committed before I get em recorded
I’ll throw a dish in the kitchen, but never get on the floor and
Like man I wish you was kidding, you better fuckin abort it
Got 20 hoes, in my Tahoe
Sideline, blowing smoke with Alonzo
I can see it raining money from the poncho
Rave girls, rage on, like Rondo
And I ain’t give a shit
Test you, I ain’t playing guess who
Who you wanna play, always end up with the best 2
I ain’t hit the gas until I felt like I was pressed to
I ain’t pressing buttons like I thought it would impress you, yes you
Aye
But I ain’t paid yet
All my shit is getting paid, with a rain check
Every single promise that I managed not to break yet
Money talks, mine, telling you to say less

Hook
Too fucked up for LA
Said I need a range and a wraith
Everything it hang in my face, anyway
Do it for the fame or the pay
I ain’t boutta change for LA, cuz I’m

Too fucked up for LA
Said I need a range and a wraith
Everything it hang in my face, anyway
Do it for the fame or the pay
I ain’t boutta change for LA

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Written by Jogger & Skinnybol
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by Balance Cooper
Artwork by Davis Bloom

[Lyrics Below]

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[Verse 1: Jogger]
Read this, who you gonna call when you need this?
Stab me in the back, who you think I’m finna bleed with?
G shit, I might go and take over the beaches
Yeah, you ride waves, now you wonder why you seasick
Regis, I just keep on running and running
You gon’ make the underdog, start huffing and puffing
All that blood is for nothing, but now the blood isn’t rushing
I’ll make a couple of bitches, feel like a couple of dozen
Because I’m that man
I ain’t really been in touch, it’s a lap dance
This a warzone, but this shit my last stand
19, with Corona like I’m Batman 
Fuck a cat scan
Yeah
Drop outta school shit
Candy on a blue tint
You can follow Blues Clues, I just got my blueprint 
You could do the old school, I’ll stay on my new shit
Honesty is dangerous, depending how you use it
Lucid
All that go inside of my dreams
You could try to get a trade, but you not on my team
I ain’t into making homies if I gotta compete
And I ain’t boutta say shit that I gotta repeat, aye

[Hook: Jogger]
Too fucked up for LA
Said I need a range and a wraith
Everything it hang in my face, anyway
Do it for the fame or the pay
I ain’t boutta change for LA, cuz I’m

Too fucked up for LA
Said I need a range and a wraith
Everything it hang in my face, anyway
Do it for the fame or the pay
I ain’t boutta change for LA

[Verse 2: Skinnybol]
Niggas rocking fake jewels just to say they flexing 
These bitches blowing up my line just to say they texting
But when they ask, I say baby I ain’t get the message
I know, I know, I know, I really know I’m fucking reckless
I had one girl she tried to teach me a lesson
She started getting suspicious, she started asking questions
Go ahead and raise yo hand if you love testing
Bitch I love making money moves, I love seeing my checking 
Above 1000 like I’m making investments
Dora, had to give her directions
Like with the first time, she aint get the lesson
Bitch I’m the best in the fucking flesh and
I’m like the iPhone, you call collecting
Im always first and you niggas second
The only resting I’ll do is when I’m in the grave 
But for now its party party like I’m in a rave
Want the stars in the ceiling like I’m in a wraith Ain’t with that negative energy, bitch get out my face (Ayyy Ayyy)
Bitch get out my face (Ayyy Ayyy)
Bitch get out my face (Ayyy Ayyy)
Cause I’m too fucked up for LA

[Hook: Jogger]

[Verse 3: Jogger]
Practice
Say you got lines, on a catfish
Shawty want a ring, I been busy doing backflips
Bad bitch
I don’t need a hook if imma catch this
Flip over the mattress, then action
Roll the clip
Mixing and mixing, I think my vision distorted
I’m finna get em committed before I get em recorded
I’ll throw a dish in the kitchen, but never get on the floor and
Like man I wish you was kidding, you better fuckin abort it
Got 20 hoes, in my Tahoe
Sideline, blowing smoke with Alonzo
I can see it raining money from the poncho
Rave girls, rage on, like Rondo
And I ain’t give a shit
Test you, I ain’t playing guess who
Who you wanna play, always end up with the best 2
I ain’t hit the gas until I felt like I was pressed to
I ain’t pressing buttons like I thought it would impress you, yes you
Aye
But I ain’t paid yet
All my shit is getting paid, with a rain check
Every single promise that I managed not to break yet
Money talks, mine, telling you to say less

[Hook: Jogger]

4LA (feat. Skinnybol) [Remix]

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Written by Jogger
Mixed & Mastered by Eon Zero
Produced by Nanzoo Music
Artwork by Braxton Gore

[Lyrics Below]

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Hook
Make me proud
I know you leaving ‘cause you hate me now
You doing all you can to break me down
There’s no one left but you to save me now
But really, I could never say no
Now she on a plane, though
Left me out to dry, that’s why I never need a raincoat
Out in California, but you still up in the same boat
Calm before the storm, I know it’s not always a rainbow

Verse 1
Not always a...
Real view when you online
Going back and forth will prolly have you looking cross eyed
Tryna cut ahead with everything, but it’s a long line
Burning all your bridges, how you think you ‘boutta cross mine?
All you ever wanted was the shit I never gave you
Money and the power, you expecting me to save you
Only look at me like someone else that couldn’t pay you
I done learned my lesson, baby, really I should thank you
Take 2
You a dime a dozen, pushing all the buttons that gon’ make you into something, but I think I’ve seen enough for one day
She go single for the summer, but she prolly gon’ discover ain’t nobody really love her, hope you get it one day
But now you jaded
Never leaving with the one you came with
But I only say I love you when I’m faded
Party with your bitches out in Vegas

Hook

Verse 2
I gotta lay low
She with Doja, but ain’t doing what I say so
Always stealing shit, that she could prolly pay for
Then she bust it open for a penny at The Mayo
But she was too fast, follow old tends and they offline
Well that’s too bad, both her friends wanna call mine
They gon move fast, when it ends at the wrong time
Got a new pad, now her friends hopping on mine
Break what you wanna break, clubbing on a Tuesday
I’ll stay, never outta state, now she want a new bae
A date, more like every day, fuck it, now it’s too late
And wait, till I’m on the plate, now she wanna lose weight, okay
And she could go get everything she want, yeah
And she manipulated everything I love, yeah
It’s all or nothing, go for whatever’s above, yeah
But every time you hit me up, I tell you...

Hook

Hate Me Now

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Written by Jogger
Mixed & Mastered by Jogger
Produced by GC
Artwork by Jogger

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Verse 1
I should prolly make a hype song, get everyone lit
And tell em take me seriously, please don’t tell me to quit
Don’t want no college kid acceptance, taking selfies and shit
But I could go in that direction if they’d help me with this, no
Cuz still I know I wouldn’t get no support
This ain’t about me complaining, that shit about me a bore
I used to love lifting weights until I found me a sport
And then I found me a passion that no one else would adore, huh
I know I prolly seem bitter
But no one go as hard as me, I gotta keep wit it
I rarely talk about it, and these people lead with it
I’m outworking everyone so watch me keep winning, keep widdit
But I’m more concerned with stress and all my built up emotions
Man I see people younger than me, bigger, going through motions
But that could never be me, I really hope I was chosen
I should prolly be silent, man I just hope it turn golden, I know it

Hook
Trying something different
When everyone around you lying, tryna fit in
But that ain’t something anybody wanna let you know
Swear it feel like every day’s another episode
They gon have me blowing dope in the Lexus
Sipping gin and tryna cope when the stress hits
So I ain’t got no one to share it when I’m out my mind
Basic bitches got me staring at this alkaline

Verse 2
I could never blame this shit on lacking the luck
But every skeleton I got is in the back of my trunk
And they been coming back to life, throw me back in the mud
Even if my brother’s wrong, I’m still backing him up
It ain’t a hobby
They said to have a backup plan in case I never make it to the lobby
They said to pave another way in case I catch a body
And I ain’t talking physical, I’m talking bout my calling
And if they never call me
But it’s alright
Blacked out, these women in all white
Sometimes I go by and end up dancing like all night
I’m used to being somewhat unlikeable, what’s it all like?
Well when they shoot you down, they ask you what the fall like
Shit you bringing up at this point is like ancient history
I’m not a bad guy, I think I’m chasing misery
And when I’m gone, I hope you don’t say you’re missing me
Cuz know as long as I’m here, I’m making history

Hook
Trying something different
When everyone around you lying, tryna fit in
But that ain’t something anybody wanna let you know
Swear it feel like every day’s another episode
They gon have me blowing dope in the Lexus
Sipping gin and tryna cope when the stress hits
So I ain’t got no one to share it when I’m out my mind
Basic bitches got me staring at this alkaline

Jogger

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