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another level - j. stone lyrics

[verse 1: j. stone]
uh, chip on my shoulder big enough to crack oprah
i’m a mack, i incorporate that to stack mo’ bucks
all money in, no money out to stack mo’ up
game back, sewed up, off of rap i’ma blow up
picture me rollin’, maybachs or in a rover
in the back smokin’ backwoods contactin’ my chauffeur
contact that n-gga hova
i don’t want a contract, just wanna press play on ’em
i was sittin’ in a cell like, “one day i’ll be a owner”
we gon’ start it from the trunk and we gon’ get up off this corner
f-ck believin’ luck, i grabbed a mic and went on one
let’s all get right, i got the flight, n-gga, roll up

[refrain: j. stone]
marathon og, that’s my smoke habit
tiny loc supreme, that’s my loc status
n-ggas famous but they pockets be on broke status
k!llin’ these rappers off, i’m pretty dope at it

[chorus: bino rideaux]
i’m on a whole ‘nother level tryna stay up
hate to say i lost a lot of n-ggas on the way up
never turnt down, i’ma always keep straight up
can’t forget the hood and the n-ggas it done made up
i done went through h-ll with my n-ggas, i got my weight up
and we gon’ have some problems if problems can separate us
and i ain’t never fold for them n-ggas, they never fade us
and when i see my mama, she happy that i done made it on my own, on my own

[verse 2: j. stone]
i got a whole different strategy
i serve a n-gga if he ever try to battle me
i write my own checks, y’all n-ggas on a salary
i write my own raps, ghostwritin’, that’s wack to me
twenty-five, a life, no brakes ain’t no match for me
i’m all gas ’til somebody light a match for me
that’s that fire, n-gga
i don’t get tired, n-gga
no, i won’t retire, n-gga, get used to me
got me feelin’ like the man now
but before i came up, i had to stand down
last year you was a hater, you a fan now
the day i manned up it was man down, hands down
no handouts was the man route
no overnight success, my n-gga, this sh-t was planned out
from sittin’ in a cell, wanted level four
i been on another level, bro

[verse 3: j. stone]
i’m on a whole ‘nother level
just bought another rollie, ’bout to ice out the bezel
this is god’s plan, had to wipe out some devils
f-ck one million, man, i’m tryna have several
all gas, no brakes, full-throttle on the pedal
i been runnin’ laps like i’m tryna win a medal
i could take it back on the block sellin’ pebbles
name shoulda been flintstone, ran base, no treble
i’m on a whole ‘nother level, i’m on a whole ‘nother level
i’m on a whole ‘nother level, on a whole ‘nother level
i always want more, i never settle
and f-ck the middleman and them labels that’s embezzlin’

[refrain: j. stone]
marathon og, that’s my smoke habit
tiny loc supreme, i’m on loc status
n-ggas famous but they pockets be on broke status
k!llin’ these rappers off, i’m pretty dope at it

- j stone lyrics

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