Numbers

[Intro: Jthurston]
"It's numbers, if it ain't adding up then it don't make no sense, Yeah"

[Verse 1: Jthurston]

"Hold up, see us when we roll up
Never hit the Billboard but everybody know us
Pour up, hating niggas grow up
Every verse I spit like a gift you should owe us

On a paper chase, roll them papers up
Paper plane hold a nigga down thats a paper weight
Put the pen to the paper put it all on a record
Then count up all the paper that your paper made

That's how the game is played, thats how the game is won
That's if your playing for the title we don't play for fun
Whole team in the zone and we runnin' plays
Playing beats in the lab until we see the sun

Playtime's over
Overtime on the grind until the shine is solar
Y'all be over-trying, I been over that
Run it like it's over-easy hover over rap
Every song over-snap

What you stressing for
Seems like the more I do just leaves you stressing more
Heavyweight putting heavy stress on the game
Fuck these lames can't stress that enough
From the west roll it up ugh"

[Chorus: Jthurston]
"Told you I'm a numbers man (told you I'm a numbers man)
If it ain't about me getting money it ain't adding up
They been pitching underhand (they been pitching underhand)
Home runs all day tell me if you've had enough
I ain't got no summer tan (I ain't got no summer tan)
Locked up in the studio, beats steady stacking up
You can call me running man
Usain with em' tell em' I ain't playing with em'"

[Verse 2: Jthurston]
" Yeah, you in the audience of greatness
The beat was a homerun the flow is rounding the bases
Relieving them of their doubt puts salty looks on their faces
If real recognize real no wonder they all mistake us

I get it, it sucks to see somebody making shit happen
When you and your whole circle still complacent and stagnant
The difference between conformity and chasing a passion
The joy of killing a track's why I became an assassin, that's real

Go ahead admit it ain't none better than this
This level of excellence every competitor's wish
Klay Thompson behind the arc you see it's seldom I miss
Not a bad shot will get taken I adjust then assist

I just go, get it, stay about my business
Record-breaking hustle they should put me in the guinness
Fake ones tend to hate me real ones show me love like it's Tennis
Always live, exclamation point on every sentence

[Chorus: Jthurston]
"Told you I'm a numbers man (told you I'm a numbers man)
If it ain't about me getting money it ain't adding up
They been pitching underhand (they been pitching underhand)
Home runs all day tell me if you've had enough
I ain't got no summer tan (I ain't got no summer tan)
Locked up in the studio, beats steady stacking up
You can call me running man
Usain with em' tell em' I ain't playing with em'"

[Verse 3: Jthurston]

"Give a fuck about another man
You ain't on the team man I ain't rollin with you man
I ain't got no other plan
Won't do nothing different nigga I got tunnel vision nigga
Live like it's my only chance
Only live once better get it while you're before you travel to the Other land, ugh, before you travel to the other land, ugh

I'm feeling like all these niggas bout to get they damn feelings Hurt
Miss me with the bullshit they pitching I don't pay attention I'm Too busy stealing first
All I spit is blessings on the mic, got you feeling like you still in Church
I been fly for a cool minute feet don't ever have to feel the Earth

Yeah, heating up the game good with napalm
Dope shit chef it up like I'm Raekwon
Tell my niggas I'm here anytime you need it don't matter when You call I'll pick it up like I'm Statefarm

Ace of Spades got me tipsy like I'm J Kwon
Well ahead of whatever page they on
All these rappers look the alike, sing the same song
On these tracks I'm kicking flame like I'm Fei Long
Favorite day is any day I'm getting paid on
Trying to ball hard on em' nigga game on
Stay the same never change never Shang Tsung
And my future so bright got my shades on"