Jake James - Out of Center
Channel: Jake James
Date: 01/04/2019

The upstate NY native Jake James left his home in public housing at 15 to start a career as an NYC hip hop artist. Skipping high school and earning a college degree helped keep the lights on while he prepped for his first release. Now 20, Conflict Theory debuts to tell his story.

Song: Out of Center
Live vocalist: Storm
Mixtape Link: https://soundcloud.com/jakejamesmusic/sets/conflict-theory


Lyrics:

[Jake James]
This ain’t nothing but some east coast shit
I smoke a whole zip
Came up off of Roc-A-Fella and the New York Knicks
Back in 1997 lost a legend to clips
I’ve been running through them verses I could never forget
It was all a dream but life and death it ain’t all it seem
Went from dead broke to getting featured in these magazines
Tryna eat counting sheep till I fall asleep
Came up in this industry to offset the Cardi B’s
We bringing old school back tryna make a million dollars off of soul tune tracks y’all don’t get it
I’m tryna speak on something that they wasn’t
I came up in the game and motherfuckers still frontin’
Let’s get it

We ain’t ever had shit money went and turned me into a savage 
I just need a hundred million dollars and a bad bitch
I was in the jets dreaming of the Aston 
Woke up went and got it put the struggle in the past tense
Stack chips homie we ain’t ever had shit
I just need a hundred million dollars and a bad bitch
I was in the jets dreaming of the Aston
Woke up went and got it put the struggle in the past tense

I went from teachers handing tests to me to living out my destiny
To each his own I’m seeing dough and they impressed with me
They second guessing me but now they see success in me
Its dually noted I’ll be grinding till the death of me
Left out my residence headed straight to the Benjamins 
Motherfuckers is haters but they don’t know what I represent
My generation complacent I think it’s evident
They busy counting Percocet’s I’m counting presidents
They west coast rap
They love the druggy type
But I ain’t ever pop a pilly and I’m loving life
All these bitches claim they different, but they love the hype 
This the type of shit I love to write
I can see it from afar
Women weed and weather rolling weed in my cigar
Youngin’ living better but we came up living hard
I’m shooting stars I ain’t even gotta tell em’ who we are
Who the fuck is next!

We ain’t ever had shit
That money turned me into a savage

[Storm]
This money turned me into a savage

We ain’t ever had shit money went and turned me into a savage 
I just need a hundred million dollars and a bad bitch
I was in the jets dreaming of the Aston 
Woke up went and got it put the struggle in the past tense
Stack chips homie we ain’t ever had shit
(We never had shit, this money turned me into a savage)
I just need a hundred million dollars and a bad bitch
I was in the jets dreaming of the Aston
Woke up went and got it put the struggle in the past tense

[Storm]
We never had shit, this money turned me into a savage

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