My Own Stuff
Album: My.Own.Stuff
By: Lil Jey Tee a.k.a META-4
By: Lil Jey Tee a.k.a META-4
Duration
3:12
Genres
Description
The fifth song off my original mixtape. It highlights the theme of the entire CD. Talks about stuff important to me. Featuring the undeniable skills of my man Brown Bomber. A little cussing and profanity. My favorite song on the CD.
Lyrics
Verse 1: Sunny days and starry nights, appretiate the finer things Money talks so money bites, money yells and money sings Analyze me, you could call me an experiment Another day another dollar, twenty twelve, here we go again Yes I represent myself, no I ain't on trial Some may rise and then they'll fall, something like a solar cycle I hold it down, the opposite of bench press They say there are two evils but I promise I am not less On my back will go my burdens, on my back will go my team I'm always on point, cuz I'm lookin with a laser beam Get it through yo head, that's what I call a head shot No one is an island but I'm never gon be landlocked My watches are recyclable, I ain't got no time to waste I can make a lot of things but most of all I make haste All that's of the essence, is all that I've been blessed with I had my share of fear and doubts of that there is no questions Take it from me, but you know I'm gonna get it back Throwin all my trash away and then I'm pickin up the slack It's lil Jey Tee a.k.a META-4 Not exactly what you need but somethin you've been lookin for Chorus: My own stuff, always get it how I can My own stuff, with or without a plan My own stuff, outta sight but watchin close My own stuff, take the least and make the most My own stuff, not as easy as it seems My own stuff, better than I ever dreamed My own stuff, I'm goin on a hot streak My own stuff, nothin else I'd rather seek Verse 2 (Brown Bomber): (TO BE ANNOUNCED) Chorus
