PTC Lyrics

Punching the clock, with my hands, I'm the man, and you know that I won't be stopped

Still standing, a man, got his hands on the rock, coast to coast, like I'm James Lebron

My name J, so I come for top spots with the cleanest of shots

That mean a flow and delivery mixed with bars, sprinkle it in just like I'm Salt Bae

I ain't Disney rated, this ain't the Walt way

My hardships from hard stares in the hallway

While young kids jump a six stair in the hallway

Fuck a kickstand, I'm standing from kicks

Hurled over got me clutching my ribs

I just wish I had a friend back then backing me up, that mean a lil homie carry the stick

Got muffins in the blues still buried for this

Take a walk in my shoes, you could marry the business

Four, five on your side, you should bury the bitch

Can't complain, I'm on top of the game in the desert

Ran from the coast, was a king get to stepping

Imma carve my own name in these streets, white cheese for the cheddar

Fuck a rat in the trap could be a pallbearer

A man carries ya homeboy, mother in terror

It's a new era in the summer ya boy is aware

Wanna play with the heat, just pull up a chair

Class starts and ends with the bell, just like life do

On my Kobe Bryant shit, thinking what would Mike do

Ballin out, spin moving like a cyclone

Dodgin one, two in the city where the lights glow

Nighttime used to be my best friend, but the weed smoke started to signal me as a dead man

More trees for me sound like the best

And now everybody want the smoke, Chris Tucker, nah you ain't put shit into this

How I rap off the dome like a flick to the wrist

Elbows to the ribs never stop me from being legit

Step through it and one like my name is Marcus Lovett

Pay it forward to the game, ain't calling it quits

Take a real man to ride for the city he lives

In a way I'm the only one here

Roll a J up for me and your mans gon appear

Imma schoolboy feeling like man of the year

Graduate from college, I'm ahead of my peers

Run the game for a while, more than a couple years

I'm ahead of myself, straight wild for respect

I've been waiting for a couple years

This my time and the only way I'm outta here

It's me, myself and I, ain't no god I fear

Forty sippin off the clock, cause I bought a beer