Entourage JB (Producer)

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Verse 1:
Once I got my first job I was geeked up
Working 12 hr shifts, I couldn't keep up
I don't want no day job, I want this job
No down payments, just sound payments
New speakers I took it from my momma's room
I love music, I don't love these prostitutes
Men this college life, it's really just a substitute
What I hide behind this smile, men its nothing slime
They be yelling JB, yea he running life
2 fingers to the sky, PAC, Thug life
It took me 18 years, I got my first dome
I thank God I was raised in a good home
I was just a virgin then but it was all good
I didn't need nona that, I was knocking wood
Remember when I rock the durags, fake chains
Now I'm rocking button downs, look how things change
Celtics SnapBack on, like I'm Danny Ainge
Pimp My Ride, new chrome wheels candy paint
And we here!
Hook:
Ain't no body fucking with my entourage
I buy real flowers, these dudes getting prom corsage
Men these dudes really getting on my nerves
I'm getting better now, only I deserve