5th Child - Jason Geter lyrics

[Intro] "They spun a web for me, they spun a web for me" 100 percent True story Look Feel me [Verse 1] TI the king of the south Yeah, that's one of my favorite artists and one of the hardest out It's like 2008, it's the summer I'm in Atlanta I know I can't get to TIP, so I tried to get to his manager Jason Geter, I research him and all his history He helped discover TIP, I think he'll be the perfect fit for me Ga**ing up the Honda, I'm on my way to the A Came up on the spot to stay, crashing with my partna' Tre I would wake up everyday pa**ing by Grand Hustle offices Demo in my hand, when I see him, I might just start to spit That ain't never work, so I would hit the streets at night Bankhead, Club Crucial, paying to perform at open night 35 dollars just to do one song I'm thinking maybe he'll be there, see me and then it's on No, it never did work that way But, then I met a girl who said that she was friends with J I gotta shot now [Interlude] Hello? Yeah man, so if I come out to Atlanta dawg I'm just gonna try to like meet Jason Jeter dawg I can crash by you? That's cool? I'm just gonna look at his tweets and see where he be at You know what I mean? I know where the offices is I looked it up online for Grand Hustle So, man I appreciate that I'm just gonna crash on yo' sofa for about a week maybe two Alright? Thank you dawg Yeah [Verse 2] So, I meet this girl I like and I start to feel this chick Told me she knew Jason Jeter then my whole demeanor switched She told me like this, "They was real real cool" And she wanna see me blow cuz I'm a real chill dude Plus, she said my demo CD sounded real real smooth When she listen, it put her in a real chill mood So, I leave out the A thinking she gon' handle that Nothing ever came about, so a couple months later I'm back Same demo, same imo, en route to Atlanta From Louisiana, driving through Montgomery, Alabama Got into a bad accident, totaled out my whip End of shoulder, broke finger, spent a night in the hospi- T-a-l, still ain't quit, had to get to ATL Next morning, I caught the greyhound, and made it there by 12 Spent another week there, but didn't meet Jason Geter Broke finger, sprained shoulder, now I'm back home with Bonita Mama, pray for me Pray for me Pray for me [Interlude 2] Hello, man my bad I don't mean to call you so late dawg Man, I just totated my car out here in Alabama dawg I'm trying to drive to Atlanta to meet that boy Jason Geter dawg Man, I'm up in the hospital dawg My shoulder all messed up dawg like I ain't got no health insurance nothing bruh Like, I'm stuck dawg I'm just gonna catch the greyhound to Atlanta tomorrow bruh I'mma still try to meet him [Verse 3] 2010, me and Ben, SXSW Still ain't' met J G, but bent on seeing him This the last day and we walking, quickly, quick feet I can't believe I see J G standing right in front me I approach, told him my name, shook his hand awkwardly My finger still broke, and my shoulder was still bothering me I handed him the demo He was like, "I heard of you My friend told me about you and said a good word or two" Then, we part ways, a couple months pa** I don't hear from him Dropped that "50, Weezy", song of the year, and now I'm buzzing I get a call, B-Rich put him on the line He said, "Come to ATL, I'm gon manage you, it's that time" So, I go, me and E, it was December 13 I hopped in the studio, and spit that heat, spit that heat He my manager Long time coming, but it's cool I got a lot of dreams, good to see one of em' coming true Finally It's coming true [Verse 4] They say the sun don't shine forever So, even if we choose not to grind together, we grind forever Things didn't work the way I thought they would But, I would rather learn by going through it This is from the soul I need a horn through it **Trumpet note** So soulful I'm so grateful when I look back on my life And, the ups and downs that I've experienced I'm so thankful cuz' I believe The journey is more important than the destination That's why there's no beef, no salt, no hating Just mutual respect, it happened for a reason And, I'm thankful for that season Jason Geter [Trumpet Solo]