JT ain't been here that long
Ain't really good at writing a sad song
'Cause when that microphone clicks on
My heart beats 808's 'til dawn
And I know that
Drake's music the hottest
I'd be remiss if I wasn't honest
That in a couple years, a few at best
My rhyme scheme'll put the world to the test
Flash back
I remember the first grade
My eyes got bad 'round then
Turned my vision to a shade
But I grabbed those flimsy glasses
And smiled real big in those plays and classes
Can't keep me down
I ain't ever gave up
Class mind before class clown
When I looked around all over the playground
My friends absorbed the sound
Of the mold break down happening right before us
They didn't shut up
They belted the chorus
Looking back then, I should have known
We'd do great things the day we're grown
So I do my part and throw that sign
My black fist pick in hair aligned
Everybody else has done took off
And I'm not getting left behind
Oh, oh, oh
JT ain't been here that long
Ain't really good at writing a sad song
'Cause when that microphone clicks on
My heart beats 808's 'til dawn
And I know that
I've got ways to go
I can't let that slow down the show
So take my hand and call my name
I'll do my best to do the same
Flash flood in the membrane
A dizzy little drizzle of the dreams
It kills like Kane
Am I still smart, or just insane
When I toss my head in pouring rain
When a bum asks me if I've got change
I tell that fool I'm sorry, mane
Only got enough to keep the lights on
Slither like a python
Flying off like crane
And I kinda feel bad but not that much
It all fades from my girlfriend's touch
It all goes soft the sec I crush
A lyric on a melody so lush
This the only song I haven't cussed on
Thinking in my bedroom
Have I lost my way
Is all this noise all I can say
Do I really care if I get lay
I don't know cause
JT ain't been here that long
Ain't really good at writing a sad song
'Cause when that microphone clicks on
My heart beats 808's 'til dawn
And I know that
Dreams are a start, but to kill at an art
You just gotta make it real
Little JT fell apart
But he still got his heart
And a skin like AK Steel
Flash both headlights to warn some deer
'Cause just like them I'm filled with fear
Take a big drag from my vape, no escape
Tryna speak to exasperated ears
Cry out can you hear me now
Like the guy in the commercials
Wandering the earth
Cause I need a friend
Need a soldier
Need another person who's felt like this since birth
Tell me it ain't too farfetched to want more
While sitting at home
Hard work on soft floor
Laptop open
Me and Jake smoking
Cell phone broken
No money for phone store
Only thing that makes sense to me is rhythm
Hear me roar
Like we in Katy P's Prism
If your brain runs like mine you feel this
And pray to God your shit sound like realness
And work cause
JT ain't been here that long
Ain't really good at writing a sad song
'Cause when that microphone clicks on
My heart beats 808's 'til dawn
And I know that
Real rappers drop a dime on a line and
Forget the words they wrote
But I feel like I can change how the game is arranged
And to make my ideas float, and I know that
JT ain't been here that long
Ain't really good at writing a sad song
'Cause when that microphone clicks on
My heart beats 808's 'til dawn
And I know that
Drake's music the hottest
I'd be remiss if I wasn't honest
That in a couple years, a few at best
My rhyme scheme'll put the world to the test
Flash back
JT Stone - Something About a Sad Song (feat. The Illustrious Mariah Brito) Lyrics
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JT ain't been here that long
Ain't really good at writing a sad song
'Cause when that microphone clicks on
My heart beats 808's 'til dawn
And I know that
Drake's music the hottest
I'd be remiss if I wasn't honest
That in a couple years, a few at best
My rhyme scheme'll put the world to the test
Flash back
I remember the first grade
My eyes got bad 'round then
Turned my vision to a shade
But I grabbed those flimsy glasses
And smiled real big in those plays and classes
Can't keep me down
I ain't ever gave up
Class mind before class clown
When I looked around all over the playground
My friends absorbed the sound
Of the mold break down happening right before us
They didn't shut up
They belted the chorus
Looking back then, I should have known
We'd do great things the day we're grown
So I do my part and throw that sign
My black fist pick in hair aligned
Everybody else has done took off
And I'm not getting left behind
Oh, oh, oh
JT ain't been here that long
Ain't really good at writing a sad song
'Cause when that microphone clicks on
My heart beats 808's 'til dawn
And I know that
I've got ways to go
I can't let that slow down the show
So take my hand and call my name
I'll do my best to do the same
Flash flood in the membrane
A dizzy little drizzle of the dreams
It kills like Kane
Am I still smart, or just insane
When I toss my head in pouring rain
When a bum asks me if I've got change
I tell that fool I'm sorry, mane
Only got enough to keep the lights on
Slither like a python
Flying off like crane
And I kinda feel bad but not that much
It all fades from my girlfriend's touch
It all goes soft the sec I crush
A lyric on a melody so lush
This the only song I haven't cussed on
Thinking in my bedroom
Have I lost my way
Is all this noise all I can say
Do I really care if I get lay
I don't know cause
JT ain't been here that long
Ain't really good at writing a sad song
'Cause when that microphone clicks on
My heart beats 808's 'til dawn
And I know that
Dreams are a start, but to kill at an art
You just gotta make it real
Little JT fell apart
But he still got his heart
And a skin like AK Steel
Flash both headlights to warn some deer
'Cause just like them I'm filled with fear
Take a big drag from my vape, no escape
Tryna speak to exasperated ears
Cry out can you hear me now
Like the guy in the commercials
Wandering the earth
Cause I need a friend
Need a soldier
Need another person who's felt like this since birth
Tell me it ain't too farfetched to want more
While sitting at home
Hard work on soft floor
Laptop open
Me and Jake smoking
Cell phone broken
No money for phone store
Only thing that makes sense to me is rhythm
Hear me roar
Like we in Katy P's Prism
If your brain runs like mine you feel this
And pray to God your shit sound like realness
And work cause
JT ain't been here that long
Ain't really good at writing a sad song
'Cause when that microphone clicks on
My heart beats 808's 'til dawn
And I know that
Real rappers drop a dime on a line and
Forget the words they wrote
But I feel like I can change how the game is arranged
And to make my ideas float, and I know that
JT ain't been here that long
Ain't really good at writing a sad song
'Cause when that microphone clicks on
My heart beats 808's 'til dawn
And I know that
Drake's music the hottest
I'd be remiss if I wasn't honest
That in a couple years, a few at best
My rhyme scheme'll put the world to the test
Flash back
Ain't really good at writing a sad song
'Cause when that microphone clicks on
My heart beats 808's 'til dawn
And I know that
Drake's music the hottest
I'd be remiss if I wasn't honest
That in a couple years, a few at best
My rhyme scheme'll put the world to the test
Flash back
I remember the first grade
My eyes got bad 'round then
Turned my vision to a shade
But I grabbed those flimsy glasses
And smiled real big in those plays and classes
Can't keep me down
I ain't ever gave up
Class mind before class clown
When I looked around all over the playground
My friends absorbed the sound
Of the mold break down happening right before us
They didn't shut up
They belted the chorus
Looking back then, I should have known
We'd do great things the day we're grown
So I do my part and throw that sign
My black fist pick in hair aligned
Everybody else has done took off
And I'm not getting left behind
Oh, oh, oh
JT ain't been here that long
Ain't really good at writing a sad song
'Cause when that microphone clicks on
My heart beats 808's 'til dawn
And I know that
I've got ways to go
I can't let that slow down the show
So take my hand and call my name
I'll do my best to do the same
Flash flood in the membrane
A dizzy little drizzle of the dreams
It kills like Kane
Am I still smart, or just insane
When I toss my head in pouring rain
When a bum asks me if I've got change
I tell that fool I'm sorry, mane
Only got enough to keep the lights on
Slither like a python
Flying off like crane
And I kinda feel bad but not that much
It all fades from my girlfriend's touch
It all goes soft the sec I crush
A lyric on a melody so lush
This the only song I haven't cussed on
Thinking in my bedroom
Have I lost my way
Is all this noise all I can say
Do I really care if I get lay
I don't know cause
JT ain't been here that long
Ain't really good at writing a sad song
'Cause when that microphone clicks on
My heart beats 808's 'til dawn
And I know that
Dreams are a start, but to kill at an art
You just gotta make it real
Little JT fell apart
But he still got his heart
And a skin like AK Steel
Flash both headlights to warn some deer
'Cause just like them I'm filled with fear
Take a big drag from my vape, no escape
Tryna speak to exasperated ears
Cry out can you hear me now
Like the guy in the commercials
Wandering the earth
Cause I need a friend
Need a soldier
Need another person who's felt like this since birth
Tell me it ain't too farfetched to want more
While sitting at home
Hard work on soft floor
Laptop open
Me and Jake smoking
Cell phone broken
No money for phone store
Only thing that makes sense to me is rhythm
Hear me roar
Like we in Katy P's Prism
If your brain runs like mine you feel this
And pray to God your shit sound like realness
And work cause
JT ain't been here that long
Ain't really good at writing a sad song
'Cause when that microphone clicks on
My heart beats 808's 'til dawn
And I know that
Real rappers drop a dime on a line and
Forget the words they wrote
But I feel like I can change how the game is arranged
And to make my ideas float, and I know that
JT ain't been here that long
Ain't really good at writing a sad song
'Cause when that microphone clicks on
My heart beats 808's 'til dawn
And I know that
Drake's music the hottest
I'd be remiss if I wasn't honest
That in a couple years, a few at best
My rhyme scheme'll put the world to the test
Flash back
Writer: Thomas Barker
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid