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Joseph McGarrigle

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

7 poems·Since July 2015

Just Doin Me JDM : Up at Hyatt

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July 18, 2015

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Throw back to when

I was trying to find

My place in the game

I met an agent

At the Empire State

 

I knew about his business

When he pulled up

In a black Maybach

 

He asked my friend

Is that JDM?

He said, Yeah that’s him

 

He called me over

He said, what up kid

My name’s (beep)

 

I’ve been looking for something

&

I know when I’m seeing something

 

 

 

I see you’re potential

I see it, you could entice em

Make em wet like Poseidon

 

You see this new whip I’m riding?

Cause I see your pain

But you don’t have to worry man

I got you

 

I’ll sell ya brain

Take ya far away

From ya old place

Get ya ya own place

 

You could own it

By the beach with

Some bad bitches, mad riches

Forever in that red and white

For life

 

 

 

 

 

 

Doesn’t that sound nice

Just look at my life

 

He pulled out pictures

Of his benz full of friends

He flashed a grill some’ll kill for

He said, he’ll never end

He still needs more

 

He told me,

You just gotta down play

You’re high grades

Cause back in my day

You had to have hard plays

To get going in the game

Trust me it’s all the same

 

This is the game

Just sign your name

Never let it change

And I’ll bring the fame

 

 

 

 

So I said back,

 

Oh, youre a highroller?

Then where’s Jodie at?

I turned my back

And walked away

 

Now he’s screaming,

What are you doing?

JD, what are you doing?

 

I’m like, (Fuck that)

I’m Doin Me

Just Doin Me

 

I got it right right now

From night to day

On the right side of life

Right now

 

So tell me what you want

But I can’t hear right now

I’m not here right now

 

 

I’m on the up now

So up now

I got uptown

Off of confidence

 

I made my own moment

Got where the timing is

On own

 

So when you say

You got Me

Like you own Me

To Me,

 You’re a dying Oldie

 

You don’t know Me

I’m not about that

Pow Pow Pow

Packing Gats,

Or selling crack

Trap side

 

Can’t be about that life

It’s not Me and I don’t want to be

Anything but Me

 

So watch that nerve

I’ll never dress up

For your orderves

 

I’m casual

Main stream radical

Saying thangs

Promoting change

 

To let everyone

Know who I am

What it is I’m doing

What it is I’m moving

 

Yeah, still got proving to do

So if you let me do me

Man, I’ll let you do you

 

Yeah, I see you in ya Maybach

But boy, you really need that?

I don’t wanna be like that

I don’t wanna be like that

 

 

To me

 You’re too materialistic

And I’m dismissive

 

Cause

There’s nothing to expect

Except, earning to achieve

Staying true to Me

 

This is Just Me and

My chance to be Me

 

Yeah, you’ gon’ miss it

But stay in touch

I’ll send a ticket

 

You can watch me

Not kill the beat

But embrace it

 

I’d never kill

What helps me make it

If you’re all the same

You’re basic

 

It’s like everybody

Is trying to be somebody

But I don’t need nobody

I got me man

I know myself

No matter what they tell me

I’ll always pull a L out

On our Top Shelf Life

We things never sell out

 

Were too expensive to buy

Like yeah, I’ll sign

 When I find

A road to real life

But imma have the wheel to drive

 

To a real life, authentic

Just give me royalties

I’ll do it to my own credit

 

Even told God

Come back in a second

I know how to do it

How He meant it

JDM

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