RearView JT, the Hippy

[intro: JT, the Hippy]
VibeTribe, VibeTribe, VibeTribe
JT, the Hippy
Cochi$e

[Verse 1: JT, the Hippy]
I been down for a minute (damn)
So long that I might start winnin’
Young hippy never trippin’ steady drippin’ (yup)
Got more bars than a state prison (huh?)
Told these new rappers they better listen
If you can’t take the heat then get out the kitchen
You bet’ not play around (bitch)
I got too much sauce and you might drown (bitch)
If your girl want a picture i’m on the mound
Yeah they kick me when i’m down
So now i’m a hound
Like I play for the browns
And now i’m flexing verbs and nouns
For a first class ticket outta town (fuck nigga)
Where were you when I was starving? (where?)
Hurting in them campus apartments (damn)
Walking all lonely in the darkness (one deep)
That trip done made me heartless
Acidic shit I spit could cause catharsis
You wouldn’t hurt a fly boy
I know you really harmless (stop stunting)
I am not from this earth
Bitch I might be a martian (for real)
Might just fly to mars swift
JT taking flight just like a comet, quick
Throw me the oop ima Lebron it (chosen one)
I can’t trust a bitch (why?)
‘Cause they be lying straight out they lips
Thought you was riding for me like a new whip (baby)
But you switched like some hips (flaky)
And I dipped ‘cause you know that I can’t slip (nope)
And now i’m focused on my salsa and my chips (need it)
And nah ion keep the clip
But broski grip the steel
Steady running this game
Until it hurts my fucking heels
Gone and tell me what’s Real
Holyfield, hold the deal (for real)
Just let me touch a couple mil and ima chill (check)
Most you rappers fake i’m just here to speak the real (check 2x)
If you look me in my eyes you will never see how I feel (check 3x)