JLP - 5 Years Lyrics

I shut down like a roller door
When I jet to the set with a crew full of Spartans
Fear my name like I'm Voldemort
Avada kedavra, Brah ya don't wanna start This
Trust, They don't wanna play
Send ya jaw swinging like md-ma
Get ya door kicked in
One phone call to the boys
We link all black with a blade
Jacks on the chase, I don't run lips though
I just wanna get big with my zip code
JR told me to stack that cream
And watch the whole scene bow down to The King bro
Straight up, I won't stop for no one
Till I got keys to a whip and a yard
Drop fiddy k on mumzy
Like trust me, better know that ya son Goes hard
Some in it for the fame and the fortune
Fuck that cuz I'mma do me
Blow off the door just to get my portion
Cause now everybody wanna be an Emcee
It took 5 years for me to get here
Cause I actually do what I say
Cuz Don't come into this game half Hearted
Cause Rome weren't built in a day
So Don't talk skill, you ain't up with the dons
Yap like that, you will get jacked where I'm from
I Snapped my back for the fake mates
That'd vacate once they took what I Had, Dogs
But this is why the kids heart cold
Since youth I been ready for war
Any opp come try clash, they fold
Cause I got tracks stacked up if they want More
Most grind cause they want to be seen
I grind cause I wanna be ghost
Most of my old friends stuck in a pipe Dream
And here I am still stuck to the flows
I duck when the D's get close
I don't wanna be another wearing the Green
I go off grid cause it's too red hot
And The bros been asking me like Where ya been
Man I been locked in work mode
So I can get our mum that fur coat
Out so much that I miss my bed
But it's worth it all just to walk this dirt Road
Even if I gotta take off hinges
Stomp it in, no remorse or witness
That side constant talk about drillings
Claimed that they came to gaff but Bitched it
I spin emcees dirty, Storm tracks like big Mike and thats Murky
Roll in the venue to shut down the Function
With the h.f.c. plus thirty
Hatway ouyay unnogay oday
I got no time for these plebs
Literally half of this game is two faced
See two faces when I split through the Head Like, what, I cause havoc
Jump on a mic start nuclear hazard
Threat an emcee like me, get flattened
While I'm bumping lines of white
Yeah I'm scattered
Trust me, they don't want combat
Tell em stop that, Bdddrrapp like I'm Bomwat
Dig ya own grave with a Bobcat
When I Bomb tracks like
Fuck ya raps and your Comrades

I shut down like a roller door
When I jet to the set with a crew full of Spartans
Fear my name like I'm Voldemort
Avada kedavra, Brah ya don't wanna start This
Trust, They don't wanna play
Send ya jaw swinging like md-ma
Get ya door kicked in
One phone call to the boys
We link all black with a blade
Jacks on the chase, I don't run lips though
I just wanna get big with my zip code
JR told me to stack that cream
And watch the whole scene bow down to The King bro
Straight up, I won't stop for no one
Till I got keys to a whip and a yard
Drop fiddy k on mumzy
Like trust me, better know that ya son Goes hard
Some in it for the fame and the fortune
Fuck that cuz I'mma do me
Blow off the door just to get my portion
Cause now everybody wanna be an Emcee
It took 5 years for me to get here
Cause I actually do what I say
Cuz Don't come into this game half Hearted
Cause Rome weren't built in a day
So Don't talk skill, you ain't up with the dons
Yap like that, you will get jacked where I'm from
I Snapped my back for the fake mates
That'd vacate once they took what I Had, Dogs
But this is why the kids heart cold
Since youth I been ready for war
Any opp come try clash, they fold
Cause I got tracks stacked up if they want More
Most grind cause they want to be seen
I grind cause I wanna be ghost
Most of my old friends stuck in a pipe Dream
And here I am still stuck to the flows
I duck when the D's get close
I don't wanna be another wearing the Green
I go off grid cause it's too red hot
And The bros been asking me like Where ya been
Man I been locked in work mode
So I can get our mum that fur coat
Out so much that I miss my bed
But it's worth it all just to walk this dirt Road
Even if I gotta take off hinges
Stomp it in, no remorse or witness
That side constant talk about drillings
Claimed that they came to gaff but Bitched it
I spin emcees dirty, Storm tracks like big Mike and thats Murky
Roll in the venue to shut down the Function
With the h.f.c. plus thirty
Hatway ouyay unnogay oday
I got no time for these plebs
Literally half of this game is two faced
See two faces when I split through the Head Like, what, I cause havoc
Jump on a mic start nuclear hazard
Threat an emcee like me, get flattened
While I'm bumping lines of white
Yeah I'm scattered
Trust me, they don't want combat
Tell em stop that, Bdddrrapp like I'm Bomwat
Dig ya own grave with a Bobcat
When I Bomb tracks like
Fuck ya raps and your Comrades