JMS - Call it a Day (feat. Bailey Daniel) Lyrics

Sitting on top of the world, everything's f*cking peach fuzz

Guess it's time to hang it up and call it a day
And out of all my hard lines that was the hardest to say
Cause I got my heart in this game
And regardless of pay I'ma always target my aim
The farthest I can
And I really believe that this the farthest I've came
But it's the farthest I'll go
Got my heart in my throat, dawg, I'm startin' to choke
But I just can't live to see the downfall of my quotes
I'm really happy to be the godfather of dope
But I think it's time for me to finally broaden my scope
And put a pause in these flows
Cause I've achieved, like, all of my goals
And I don't want to get too caught up following those
Who claim they do it better
I done made my slew of cheddar now it's time for me to find a new endeavor
I done made it to the top
Now it's time for me to drop
Everything in my life to stop
Cause I'm just too scared to flop
The last thing I want to do is fail
I would rather give up than give them hell
Man what am I saying, dawg
I'ma rap until I kick the f*cking pail
Or somebody puts a pistol in my grill
But even then, I'll bite it just to spit the f*cking shells
Cause spit is what I do
And no, I'll never quit until I'm nailed in my coffin
Or my writtens are for sale
Cause I'll never write for no one else
I take pride in myself for the shit that I've come up with
I'd never let nobody else spit it for the public
If my words are being spoken, then it won't be from a puppet
Ghostwriters used to be something that ain't nobody f*ck with
But now they all like, f*ck it
If it's a hit, then they love it
They could give a f*ck about who actually thought of it
But I had to work so hard to be able to write a bar
That I would rather f*cking kill myself
Than hire someone else to sing my art
Cause there ain't no way they'll replicate what's really in my heart

Time to call it a day
Erase ya from my mind
Sitting on top of the world

Half these pussy rappers don't even mean the shit they say
They just say we gets 'em paid
You wouldn't believe how much it's fake
But nothing's realer than the pain that people go through every day
Why would you capitalize on something you already have escaped
It's probably cause you ain't
You ain't never been through shit
You just rap about the shit you heard about
While pretending that you did but you really need to quit
Before you end up going through some shit
You straight up ain't equipped to handle
Now let me give you an example
Let me tell you about this kid
Who lived in a big half a million dollar crib
He had a lot of friends who liked to party
So he lied about his age to get in
And it started off small
He started smoking and drinking
But dawg, no one was thinking that he would take the route he did
He started hanging in the streets more
Me I was tryin' to blow like C4
But he wanted to be involved in beefs more
Screaming "f*ck the law"
I wonder if he really thought he was cool
Surrounded by weed and tools
Knowing he didn't have to
Not knowing that he's a fool
He ended up leaving school
Didn't make it past the ninth grade
I went and bought some weed from dude
And I was like this nice, hey
I was talking about his house
He was born out why the f*ck's he trying to get in
I thought that he was lucky but then I go think again
Cause ain't nobody lucky when you stuck up in the pen
I wish that maybe I could have been more of a friend
And showed him a different path or shown him where that one ends
But I wasn't ever really that close with him
I didn't really know 'bout him until he kept that toast with him
So I really wasn't 'bout approaching him
Maybe if I'd have known him sooner
I could have been coaching him and showing him the way
That you don't have to hate somebody to make it through the day
No you can love yourself
And make it out okay

Time to call it a day
Erase you from my mind
I tried my best
But I guess my best
How f*cked up you are