Real Hip Hop - JQ

Rubbin Off The Paint- Remix

Stay - Summone

To The Moon

Political Science

Glad to share the mic with my boy JQ for this track!
LBMG we're making it work!

Lyrics shown below.

As I’m, challenging my peers
Constantly thinking about how I can face my fears
This music coming through your ears sounding so premiere 
If you had one shot would you be the one to persevere?

Taking it back to a time when I thought I had it all
It was when my father first taught me how to crawl
The only thing that I recall is being about yay tall
Fast forward to the dance in the school hall


Getting grown I met a girl way back in 9th grade
5 2 fat ass with the French braids
So damn fine I thought she had it all made
It’s okay homie I’ve been moving at my own pace


The girls being saying damn hunta why you so fine?
I don’t know girls the shivers runnin down my spine
The feeling that that one girl really makes you shine
Damn, this shit really well timed

As I’m gettin older the devils are on my shoulder 
Money becomes an issue and my funds are gettin lower
The government gets closer to me losing my composure 
 my girl left me heartless in the middle of October

How can money be the only thing that’s on a women’s mind
I wish that I could step into their mind and realign
That the heart is more important put all the money behind
Damn, put it behind 

Sippin on this spinny knowin this is the beginning
Spittin while I’m sittin homie this is really trippy 
Tipsy gettin tricky homie I don’t fuck with Nicky 
In 2 thousand 19 at the mic You can see I’m always winning

LBMG homie you know we can make it work
JQ is hopping on the track yeah that’s a guest work
Markin our spots in the game homie that’s a bench mark
Once my brotha going you can catch him goin full torque  

Uhh! 


Jesus could give sight to the blind
He's even been known to turn a little water to wine
So you think that he can turn money back into time
That's cool as long as he keep his hands off of mine

Cause
Money make people murder the most
If you coming for mine then you about to get smoked
This little nine of mine will turn you into a ghost
I'm tryna get this bread but you tryna get toast

No, I'm not trying to boast, but my flows be as clean as some soap
I'm just surfin the beat until it crash on the coast

Besides, this world is filled with too many dimes
who don't fuck with a dude unless he can provide

That's why, I've been chasing after change all my life
until I take a break and get high

Yeah, I live calculated till I'm getting hella faded
Getting so high now I'm feeling elevated
You need a telescope to see how high I made it

Damn, I'm the greatest

Loose Change (ft. JQ)

Winnin cause I got all you fuckers out here to listen! Check it now.

Lyrics shown below:

This is an art baby
This is comin right from the heart 
Right from the start baby
Who woulda thought that I’d get this hot
Off the top homie
Don’t fuck with my squad homie
You know you are not me ( 2x)

Hittin me with the vibe 
Hittin me hittin me with the vibe
This feelin comes with time
You know that I’m on my climb 

Classic records homie you know that I top that
Ass bounce back you knowin that I gotta drop that

Uhh
Yeah, this feeling I’m an addict cured
In this game rest can never be assured
Like the top spot that shit can’t be secured
And the fact that you tried to target me that shit seems absurd

The art behind my work is painted through my vision 
I’m breaking down the beat that’s part of my precision 
I’m self focused homie you know that I’m driven
I say and do what I want that is my decision 

I’m tired of people telling me that I can’t start this shit
The mic is in my heart you know that I top your shit
This feeling of feeling alive I can strive on this shit
Lost Boyz we are on some shit

The dirty 330 we can make work
Stop passing drugs to the kids in the skate park
If you boutta get caught you gone have to dig in the dirt
Wassup, I’m about to mix up 

This is an art baby
This is comin right from the heart 
Right from the start baby
Who woulda thought that I’d get this hot
Off the top homie
Don’t fuck with my squad homie
You know you are not me(x2)

Top spot bitches you know that I live there
Hella hot flows nothing else to compare
At dinner time you know I gotta say a prayer 
“Dear God protect the people in the warfare”

Guns pop gun shots you know they all drop
You wanna know whats hot? This rise to the top 
I never stop cause I’m always in my workshop 
As soon I’m done with this beat we call it hip hop 

Everybody knows this is the way that I’ve been livin
Every time I flow it’s like the water you been sippin
Winnin cause I got all you fuckas out here to listen
I’m self driven baby you knows that’s a given

You know this boombap shit is always poppin 
50 50 grind on the rail I’m always callin 
Tricks bitch this mic is what I’m boxin 
Hopefully when I’m done I will never be forgotten 

This is an art baby
This is comin right from the heart 
Right from the start baby
Who woulda thought that I’d get this hot
Off the top homie
Don’t fuck with my squad homie
You know you are not me ( 2x)

Political Science

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