JABBAR’S HOUSE – AG Club

Breathin’ in, breathin’ out
Can’t feel my face when I’m yellin’
Put me on blast while performing
Best believe that I’m tellin’
Half the reason is luck
And the other half talent
Never quiet found a balance
On the search for a challenge
Think the ending is near
Though beginnings are dawning
My dreams are so clear
Nightmares stay through the morning
If I turn into ashes
Lay me out on the awning
I don’t care
Where we end up
Now

Whisper in my ear, tell me shit I wanna hear
Lookin’ back at summer ’07, when I had blisters
And we was playin’ in the grass, it felt like Twister
I just wanted to be your mister
Can you hear me now?
Can you see me like an ultrasound?
I wanna dig deeper, I wanna dig deeper, I’m tryna
I’m tryna dig deeper, I’m tryna meet you
I’m tryna see, you’re my senorita
And I know it’s hard, I know it’s hard
‘Cause I be a star, I know it’s hard
‘Cause I be a star, I know it’s-

I love you, for real
I really do love you Jody, but you just-
Your life is too hard, I can’t follow that
What you want me to do?
You just gonna string me along like all these other bitches?
You think I’m one of these other bitches?
I don’t need you, nigga
I want you, but I don’t need you, nigga
If you’re not gonna hold it down for me, I ain’t gonna fuck with you
I don’t care whether you a rockstar, whatever, I don’t give a fuck
I’m not one of these bitches
I love you so much, Jody, but I’m not one of these bitches
And I will go because I respect myself
I respect myself

At two years old I read obituaries
At four I’m wiping off my mama’s tears
16, I feared my sexuality
18, I gave in
I can’t blame myself, who can I blame?
I can’t blame myself, who can I blame?
I can’t blame myself
I can’t blame myself, who can I blame?
I blame myself

Wake up, nigga
Wake up, Jahan
I’m up, I’m up, I’m up
You gotta go to the studio, bro
Wait, for real?
Yeah, and you’re gonna have some food before