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A-List Video (MV)




Performed By: Jay-T
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: Joshua McKenzie




Jay-T - A-List Lyrics
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It's time to take the roof off
Tell the sky come get me
Spent a few racks the Benz
Don't act like we're friends when you see me
Tell my momma that I made it
Scraped past all the bullshit
The thing of being famous
If you ain't an A-list
They'll treat ya like a tourist
They told me what I needed and just expect me to follow
Don't stand up on the tables and learn to put down the bottle
But I ain't the same guy I was last year
I finally shifted up to my last gear
I maneuvered from the bottom when they said I had a problem
They said I'd be forgotten
But I never paid attention to em
I'm just focused on the money, I'm animosities cousin
Pay attention cuz its imminent the prophets are comin'
I'll be on the roof next picture that
White Nikes black suit and a fitted hat
I'm not sayin do for the internet
But the only way I'd lose the game is if I give it back
How you gonna say you're speakin up for the people
When you just act like a weasel
Fake rappers should be illegal
That all changes when the paddy wagon comes round
We all know you ain't the type to pull your guns out
Hands up
Touchdown
I got my bands up so it's time to crunch now
Kickin' it with a couple women thats in for the benefits
You may think I'm a lunatic
Couple doobies will do the trick
I've been writin' since an adolescent bitch I ain't new to this
If you think you're excluded then f*ck you and who you cruisin with
I ain't tryna say that I'm the one thats coachin' the game
But I'm the captain in the sky ,while you're in coach on the plane
It's time to take the roof off
Tell the sky get me
Spent a few racks on the Benz
Don't act like we're friends when you see me
Tell my momma that I made it
Scraped past all the bullshit
The thing of being famous
If you ain't an A-list
They'll treat ya like a tourist
I'm feelin' wasted come take me down
I can hardly face it
Breakin weed up in the studio now
F*ck the Opps out there who think they can play us
Put your hands up high if your feelin' it
Let the beat vibrate thru your fingertips
You could ride my beat on the dance floor
I'm the only one what the f*ck you need a man for?
I'm not prayin' for success cuz its in-evident
I'm prevalent
I'm tryna keep myself out of the devils hands
With elegance
Off White logo bitch I'm reppin it
Always need a fat joint rolled to have my breakfast with
I traveled round the world and but I wanna see more
Visit Neptune and blast off like C4
Hopefully by next June well know what the police are for
If we even make it that far before they start a civil war
Hopefully we benefit from the time we sittin' in
Build a better life so our kids can give a shit
The world is gettin tough to even want to live in it
Maybe next year well be more attentative
It's time to take the roof off
Tell the sky come get me
Spent a few racks on the Benz
Don't act like we're friends when you see me
Tell my momma that I made it
Scraped past all the bullshit
The thing of being famous
If you ain't an A-list
They treat ya like a tourist
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It's time to take the roof off
Tell the sky come get me
Spent a few racks the Benz
Don't act like we're friends when you see me
Tell my momma that I made it
Scraped past all the bullshit
The thing of being famous
If you ain't an A-list
They'll treat ya like a tourist
They told me what I needed and just expect me to follow
Don't stand up on the tables and learn to put down the bottle
But I ain't the same guy I was last year
I finally shifted up to my last gear
I maneuvered from the bottom when they said I had a problem
They said I'd be forgotten
But I never paid attention to em
I'm just focused on the money, I'm animosities cousin
Pay attention cuz its imminent the prophets are comin'
I'll be on the roof next picture that
White Nikes black suit and a fitted hat
I'm not sayin do for the internet
But the only way I'd lose the game is if I give it back
How you gonna say you're speakin up for the people
When you just act like a weasel
Fake rappers should be illegal
That all changes when the paddy wagon comes round
We all know you ain't the type to pull your guns out
Hands up
Touchdown
I got my bands up so it's time to crunch now
Kickin' it with a couple women thats in for the benefits
You may think I'm a lunatic
Couple doobies will do the trick
I've been writin' since an adolescent bitch I ain't new to this
If you think you're excluded then f*ck you and who you cruisin with
I ain't tryna say that I'm the one thats coachin' the game
But I'm the captain in the sky ,while you're in coach on the plane
It's time to take the roof off
Tell the sky get me
Spent a few racks on the Benz
Don't act like we're friends when you see me
Tell my momma that I made it
Scraped past all the bullshit
The thing of being famous
If you ain't an A-list
They'll treat ya like a tourist
I'm feelin' wasted come take me down
I can hardly face it
Breakin weed up in the studio now
F*ck the Opps out there who think they can play us
Put your hands up high if your feelin' it
Let the beat vibrate thru your fingertips
You could ride my beat on the dance floor
I'm the only one what the f*ck you need a man for?
I'm not prayin' for success cuz its in-evident
I'm prevalent
I'm tryna keep myself out of the devils hands
With elegance
Off White logo bitch I'm reppin it
Always need a fat joint rolled to have my breakfast with
I traveled round the world and but I wanna see more
Visit Neptune and blast off like C4
Hopefully by next June well know what the police are for
If we even make it that far before they start a civil war
Hopefully we benefit from the time we sittin' in
Build a better life so our kids can give a shit
The world is gettin tough to even want to live in it
Maybe next year well be more attentative
It's time to take the roof off
Tell the sky come get me
Spent a few racks on the Benz
Don't act like we're friends when you see me
Tell my momma that I made it
Scraped past all the bullshit
The thing of being famous
If you ain't an A-list
They treat ya like a tourist
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Writer: Joshua McKenzie
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