Just Like You lyrics - Joyner Lucas

I don't wanna be nothin' like you

I don't wanna be just like you

I don't wanna be anything like you

I don't wanna be just like you

Look, I don't wanna be no fuck nigga

I don't wanna sell drugs, nigga

I don't ever wanna fuck mad hoes

And then claim I can't find love with 'em

I don't wanna be no super thug

I don't ever wanna get tripped up

I don't wanna get drunk and high

And spend all my time in the strip club

Look, I don't wanna ever go to jail and shit

Serve time and get bail and shit

Be a bum and start stealing shit

Fuck around and die and go to hell and shit

Yo, I don't wanna be jobless

And I don't wanna be heartless

Run around, tryna start shit

Pickin' fights, thinkin' I'm hot shit

Yeah, I don't wanna become vengeful

And I ain't into what you're into

Pray to God I don't run into

Someone just like you, my one issue

Hope one day, that shit does hit you

'Cause you so goddamn judgemental

And I don't wanna... look...

I don't wanna be nothin' like you

I don't wanna be anything like you

I don't wanna be just like you

I don't wanna be anything like you

I don't wanna be caught just like you

I don't wanna be just like you

I don't wanna be just like you

I don't wanna be nothin' like you

Uh, I don't wanna be hopeless

A pretty girl with no focus

A single mom with like four kids

Never had much, never owned shit

And no school and no diplomas

Dropped out and don't know shit

Steady sticking my nose in on your business

Spreading rumors, uh

I don't wanna be chasing guys

Half ratchet, half sanctified

Giving all your friends lame advice

Always going out, can't stay inside, yeah

I don't wanna become trite

Content with my fucked up life

Little attitude, actin' uptight

Never had a clue, but I love fights

No, I don't wanna smoke cancer sticks

Going out every chance I get

I love the truth but can't handle it

Tryna cover bruises with bandages

But I hope one day, that shit does hit you

Cause you so damn judgemental

And I don't want...

I don't wanna be nothin' like you

I don't wanna be anything like you

I don't wanna be just like you

I don't wanna be anything like you

I don't wanna be caught just like you

I don't wanna be just like you

I don't wanna be just like you

I don't wanna be nothin' like you

I need someone to look up to

A role model I can run to

When I feel lost and I'm confused

And I'm out of touch with my young roots

I need confidence so that I can get

And I love you and your common sense

'Cause lately, I've been tryna live this thug life

And I'm not convinced

Look, I love how you handle your own

Glad you are the king to your own castle

You handle life when it's thrown at you

Never curl up, never faux fragile

I need you to be here, regardless

Teach me how to be there for my kids

Show me how to be fearless often

I need real guidance, I ain't scared of options

Because of you, I've got a clearer conscience

Because of you, I'm not scared of monsters

Because of you, I'm not afraid of failure

When life was blurry, you made it clearer

And God forbid, if you died now

I know that I'd be well taken care of

I know you'll be there waiting for me

I just wanna be just like you

I wanna be anything like you

I wanna be just like you

[Girl (Joyner Lucas):]

(Yo, what's up, this is Joyner, I'm unable to take your call right now, leave me a brief message and I'll get back to you, peace)

It's really Valentine's Day and I'm sitting here thinking I'm about to get a gift from this man but this man can't even buy me a good dress because it's fucking Tuesday. So why should I expect a gift on Valentine's Day? And I'm here chewing on some fucking bubblegum waiting on some hard dick that's probably in the next bitch right now. So you know what? I'ma go find me my own chocolate

Just Because lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Just because...

Just because...

No smoke, damn

I just wanna vibe

Wanna ride with you ghosts, yeah

Pour it, drink it, coast, yeah

No smoke, damn

I just wanna vibe

Wanna ride with you ghosts, yeah

Pour it, drink it, coast, yeah

When's the last time that you called, just because

Said hello, just because

When's the last time we got drunk, just because

When's the last time that we fucked, just because

You promised you won't change up, just because

I know you work in the morning but tonight girl we should stay up, just because

Pop some champagne in the tub, just because

I said when's the last time we made love, just because

Just 'cause we ain't got shit to do

Lately you been so predictable, I just need, I just need someone to listen to

Dammit I miss when you strip for no reason, I mean just for no reason

Shopping and buying me gifts for no reason, now all you do is throw fists for no reason

That shit's so depressing, I miss how it used to be

Now you just got used to me, used to how usually you get when I'm in your space

Now it don't feel like our vibe is the same

I think we so routine, it's disgustin'

Lately girl, we been so structured

I mean how can we be so reluctant

I just want the same person I fell in love with

'Cause when's the last time that you called, just because

Say hello, just because

When's the last time we got drunk, just because

When's the last time that we fucked, just because

I promise I won't change up, just because

Let's be real, just because

Chef up a meal in yo heels, just because

Throw on some Netflix and chill, just because

Tell me, when's the last time we went out, just because

Left the house, just because

When's the last time I went down, just because

When's the last time you got loud, just because, tell me

When's last time I said I'm proud, just because

Make you smile, just because

Act like some kids and play house, just because

Throw on some jams and get loud, just because

Just 'cause you're special, don't let your job get the best of you

That's when you get the best of me

I feel we ain't been connecting mentally

I hope that you don't think any less of me, dammit I miss when you strip for no reason

I mean just for no reason

Showers at night, candles lit on some sweet shit

Now all we do is throw fists for no reason, that shit's so depressing

I blame myself, maybe it's my fault

Fuck it girl just take your top off

That make up sex, wake up next morning and hop on that Spaceship cruise all of the places that got lost in translation

Let's take your mind off it

Lately girl we been so structured

I'm so in love, I just need you to trust it

You just want the same person you fell in love with

'Cause when's the last time that I called, just because

And said hello, just because

When's the last time we got drunk, just because

When's the last time that we fucked, just because

I promise I won't change up, just because

You know I work in the morning but tonight girl, we should stay up, just because

Pop some champagne in the tub, just because, hold up

When's the last time we went out, just because

Left the house, just because

When's the last time I went down, just because

When's the last time you got loud, just because, baby

When's the last time I... (hehe)

Make you smile, just because

Act like some kids and play house, just because

Throw on some jams and get down, just because

Just 'cause

I love you

No smoke, damn

I just wanna vibe

Wanna ride with you ghosts, yeah

Pour it, drink it, coast, yeah

No smoke, damn

I just wanna vibe

Wanna ride with ghosts, yeah

Pour it, drink it, coast, yeah

When's the last time that you called, just because

Say hello, just because

When's the last time we got drunk, just because

When's the last time that we fucked, just because

I promise I won't change up, just because

I know you work in the morning but tonight girl we should stay up, just because

Pop some champagne in the tub, just because

Hold up, when's the last time we went out, just because

Left the house, just because

When's the last time I went down, just because

When's the last time you got loud, just because, hold up

When's last time I said I'm proud, just because

Make you smile, just because

Act like some kids and play house, just because

I love you

[Voicemail:]

Yo wassup, this is Joyner

I'm unable to take your call right now

Leave me a brief message and I'll get back to you, peace

[Brief Message:]

Hey baby, this is Grandma

I just called to check in on you, make sure everything is okay

I haven't heard from you

Give Grandma a call back, I love you

Lullaby lyrics - Joyner Lucas

I wonder if you often think about what you became

Do you ever wonder if you ever truly changed?

Cause honestly I'm lost and I don't know who to blame

I need some help cause I don't know what else to soothe the pain

I watch you raise me as a baby so over protective

Smiling at me, blowing kisses while you hold me restless

When you told me that you loved me I can tell you meant it

And it never took for you to try to ever show your efforts

But we was connected through the heavens though I felt your soul

And that alone is just a feeling some will never know

I bump my head and you consoled me as you held me close

And I wonder where went wrong but I guess I'll never know

Cause ever since I grown I felt like you been kind of giving up

And it seems like everything I do is just not good enough

Shit, we don't have the type of bond we used to have before

And I ain't mad at all I just wonder if you recall the day that I was born, when you used to sing to me like

La la la la la la la la

(You used to sing to me like)

La la la la la la la la la

(You used to sing to me)

La la la la la la la la

(Yeah, you used to sing to me like)

La la la la la la la la

I wonder if you often think about what you became

And do you ever wonder if you ever truly changed?

Cause honestly I'm lost and I don't know who to blame

Nigga I need some help, cause I don't know what else to soothe the pain

My father died when I was five and I ain't cry at all

I never knew him he just disappeared and I'm not sure if he knew I would grow up to be ruthless, I don't hide my flaws

A young woman with a body and a mind like yours, cause we a lot alike

I mean that's prolly' why I felt connected

And when we met I was so innocent but slowly tempted

When you told me that you loved me boy I know you meant it

You sucked the soul out of my body with your own intentions

Now I'm stuck inside a life of prostitution, no discretion

And all you do is beat my ass and leave me slowly breathless

But we don't have the type of bond we used to have before

And I ain't mad at all, I just wonder if you recall when I laid in your arms and you used to sing to me like

La la la la la la la la

(You used to sing to me like)

La la la la la la la la la

(You used to sing to me)

La la la la la la la la

(Yeah, you used to sing to me like)

La la la la la la la la

I wonder if you often think about what I became

And do you ever wonder if I ever truly changed?

Cause honestly I'm lost and I don't know who to blame

Listen, I need some help cause I don't know what else to soothe the pain

I used to watch movies about you a whole lot before

I read about you back in school when I was kind of bored

Now I'm ashamed and embarrassed I truly got involved

Cause you gave me a feeling some shit that I never felt before

And I ain't trying to make excuses but inside I'm torn

And you was there for me at times I couldn't find the lord

And all I had to do was inject you and lock the doors

So I can feel some type of peace while I dreamed and go watch the stars

And that alone is just a feeling some will never know

But now I'm rotting, it's not the same as I felt before

We don't have the type of bond we used to have before

But I ain't mad at all I just wonder if you recall sticking you in my arms when you used to sing to me like

La la la la la la la la

(You used to sing to me like)

La la la la la la la la la

(You used to sing to me)

La la la la la la la la

(Yeah, you used to sing to me like)

La la la la la la la la

Way To Go lyrics - Joyner Lucas (feat. Snoh Aalegra)

I got pain in my soul (way to go)

And I ain't prayed in so long (I said way to go)

Jesus can't save me no more (way to go)

Just remember the road

You feel like the world is a gangster, you feel like you had a bad case of the "can't help it", you feel like sometimes all hope is gone and every time you wanted to do good, evil was always prevalent on you. You hear me? He came to kill, steal and destroy your soul and now you look at yourself and you say, "I just got pain in my soul".

Ugh, I ain't felt this way since Wednesday

I brought a switchblade to 6th grade

Way before Myspace and Sam-space

I had a crush on Beyoncé and Kim K

I went to work late and missed out

My Grandma told me, "In ten days you're kicked out"

Never went to Sunday School, I skipped out and then went to the mall and got draped up and tripped out

I used to listen to Bon Jovi and hang with my Aunt Rosie, then she called the cops on me

Crack in my socks runnin', my neighbor up top sold me

Nowhere to run now—thanks a lot homie

Misunderstood, trust me I know what you took from me

She said, " I know you're in a relationship and you couldn't love me

And you know we got something and you know it's time

So what you waitin' for?

Goddamn you let me down again, way to go

I got pain in my soul (way to go)

And I ain't prayed in so long (I said way to go)

Jesus can't save me no more (way to go)

Just remember the road

I came to tell you tonight that there's good news that Jesus came to save you from all of your sins and he came to wash it away with his blood. The enemy came to steal, kill and destroy your soul and now all you can do is that in your soul, is that there is nothing but pain.

Ugh, niggas just throw fits, I'm so sick

I'm tired of my broke friends who smoke cigs

I just wanna gold Benz with with smoke tens

And take all of my hoes on a road trip, just no kids

I guess it's cool to dream when you ain't used to havin' much

I know this breakup hurtin' you and you sad and such

I know you not happy, stop actin' like you havin' fun

I know you snoopin' through my Instagram gettin' mad as fuck

I tried to run away from home before the ass-beatin's

All I wanted was some clothes, but it's tax season

I love it when they Black, but they act 'Rican

My pastor think that I'm half Black and half Demon

What the fuck is you tryin' for? What's mine is yours

What's yours is mine and I'm down for, we ridin' for it

We wanted this a long time ago, what you waitin' for?

Goddamn, you let me down again (way to go)

I got pain in my soul

Way to go

And I ain't prayed in so long

Way to go

This sinnin' can't save me no more

Way to go

This the end of the road

I got pain in my soul

Way to go

And I ain't prayed in so long

Way to go

This sinnin' can't save me no more

Way to go

This the end of the road

I got pain in my soul

Way to go

Ta-ta ah ah ah ah ah

Why-yy yy yy

I ain't prayed in so long

Way to go

Sinnin' can't save me no more

No more

Yo wassup, this is Joyner

I'm unable to take your call right now

Leave me a brief message and I'll get back to you, peace

Man, think about a little baby girl and a baby boy. Man makes them happy, to carry, to carry heavy load. Lord.

Look What You Made Me Do lyrics - Joyner Lucas (feat. Stephion Don)

[Joyner Lucas:]

Make sure you take that number down

508-507-2209

Joyner (hold up a sec)

Joyner (yeah, drop that shit)

Woo, woo!

Poison

You say that I'm toxic, I ain't had lots of choices

Just give me brains in the projects, baby, I am not your boyfriend

Look I ain't got time, but you can book by the appointment

And I ain't gon' lie, I used to be shy, believe me

Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yay, bitch, I feel like Ol' DB

Bitch I'm so awesome, even Ray Charles can see me

Hoe stop crying, nobody said life would be easy

And I'ma get mine, yeah, I'ma get mine, yeah

Now you see what you just made me do?

Look what you made me do nigga

Look what you made me do nigga! Woo!

Ready to what? Never been giving a fuck, living it up

Putting 'em, putting em up, think it's a game if you want, niggas'll front

I'ma deliver the tons, I'ma just kill em and run, word to my son

Niggas they never been wrong, I'ma continue to do what's ain't never been done

Bitch you ready or what? Bitch I've been ready to thump, hit it or not

I bet you taking the fun, I bet you prayin' I fall and I never get up

Bitch I will never give up, killin' em dead in the middle my ghetto and uh

Niggas ain't never been wrong, I'ma continue to do what ain't never been done

(Joyner) Holla!

Lot of niggas envy, you just want every dollar

I'm trying to be friendly, I don't want any drama

So please don't tempt me, then I have to empty the barrel

My nigga you crazy, look what you made me do

Nigga you crazy, look what you made me do (Joyner)

Nigga you crazy, look what you made me do

[Stefflon Don:]

This the flyest shit I ever heard in my life

This the type of shit that make you pull up outside

Like bitch, why you bending my line?

I ain't tryna fuck your nigga, he ain't even my type

Told my brother that I love him then I put the phone down

Gotta be rollin' with the burners that be in the ghost now

Talking about making money and I'm spending your money

But spending hella money is the only way you're going now

Yo these private conversations got me thinking out loud

Used to queue up out front, I come through the back now

Dear mama, all I wanted was to make you proud

That's why I never fucked a broke nigga on the rebound

All my daughters know is hustlin' shows

Kill off a pussy in a eight-inch boat

Maura, I can fly in the sky, my yodes

Chop coming, don't wanna look like you

Fuck with me nigga, I've been putting London on the map

Ain't it funny I'm the first female ting mad?

I'ma do it, watch me fuck it up and go ham

Gettin keys oversea just so I can bring it back

I ain't talking bout no coke bitch, I'm all about the crack

I ain't even have to pay, all I had to do was rap

I'ma let that line breath, mute that

Gettin keys oversea just so I can bring it back

[Joyner Lucas:]

(Joyner) Poison

You say that I'm toxic, I ain't had lots of choices

Just give me brains in my ride, and baby I am not your boyfriend

And I ain't got time, but you can book by the appointment

And I ain't gonna lie, I used to be shy, holla

Lot of niggas envy, you just want every dollar

Yeah I'm tryna be friendly, I don't want any drama

Please don't tempt me then I have to empty the barrel

Goddammit you crazy, look what you made me do

My nigga you crazy look what you made me do

Nigga you crazy, look what you made me do...

Nigga you crazy, look what you made me

[Voicemail:]

Yo wassup, this is Joyner

I'm unable to take your call right now

Leave me a brief message and I'll get back to you, peace

[Brief Message]

Hello... hello? (*sighs*) Joyner

We Gon Be Alright lyrics - We Gon Be Alright

We gon' be alright

I gave you a chance even though you not my type

I did some things that I ain't proud of but I'd never leave your side

(I gave you a chance) Okay, I'll never leave your side

You had some shit that you were goin' through and you ain't even cry

So if I take advantage of you, you won't be so nice

You told me "Next time there won't be no next time", looked me in the eye

And I gave you a chance even though you not my type

She told me "I ain't gonna let you hit unless you spend the night"

Then treated me like them other hoes that you might fuck sometimes

But I did some things that a nigga ain't proud of but I'd never leave your side

(I gave you a chance) Okay, I'll never leave your side

You had some shit that you were goin' through and you ain't even cry

So if I take advantage of you, you won't be so nice

You said that "Next time there won't be no next time", looked me in my eye"

(We gon', we gon') I told her "We gon' be alright"

Woah, and I just lost my job

Yeah, I've been stressin', hoped that I could talk to God, wait

Cause lately conversations with you kinda crucial

Ever since I got laid off, you don't treat me like you used to, no

(You know how much I love you) But now my backs to the wall

Kinda hard to believe when you make it seem like you not havin' a ball

You make it harder for me when you wanna leave but I miss havin' your all

You ain't talkin' to me and it's been a week and I ain't happy at all

Listen, it's been way too long and you been actin' funny

You say shit, like you'd bend over backwards for me

Shit we've been back and forth since last December

We break up, but it don't matter cause we get right back together

I remember, I remember you said

We gon' be alright

I gave you a chance even though you not my type

I did some things that I ain't proud of but I'd never leave your side

(I gave you a chance) Okay, I'll never leave your side

You had some shit that you were goin' through and you ain't even cry

So if I take advantage of you, you won't be so nice

You told me "Next time there won't be no next time", looked me in the eye

And I gave you a chance even though you not my type

She told me "I ain't gonna let you hit unless you spend the night"

Then treated me like them other hoes that you might fuck sometimes

But I did some things that a nigga ain't proud of but I'd never leave your side

(I gave you a chance) Okay, I'll never leave your side

You had some shit you were goin' through and you ain't even cry

So if I take advantage of you, you won't be so nice

You said that "Next time there won't be no next time", looked me in my eye"

(We gon', we gon') I told her "We gon' be alright"

Whoa, and my homie said he heard you complain about me

And I've been stressin', hopin' that you feel the same about me

Cause lately conversations with you kinda crucial

Ever since I got laid off, you don't fuck me like you used to, no

(And you know we could be so good together) Okay, back to the basics

I love when you tell me you trust me and don't want to go back to the fake shit

You fuss and I get all my stuff and I move back down to the basement

And plus I don't wanna be the one to be givin' up right now when I'm anxious

I've been thinkin', I've been down since days you ain't had no money

You say shit like you'd bend over backwards for me

Shit we've been back and forth since last December

We break up but it don't matter cause we get right back together

I remember, I remember you said

We gon' be alright

I gave you a chance even though you not my type

I did some things that I ain't proud of but I'd never leave your side

(I gave you a chance) Okay, I'll never leave your side

You had some shit that you were goin' through and you ain't even cry

So if I take advantage of you, you won't be so nice

You told me "Next time there won't be no next time", looked me in the eye

And I gave you a chance even though you not my type

She told me "I ain't gonna let you hit unless you spend the night"

Then treated me like them other hoes that you might fuck sometimes

But I did some things that a nigga ain't proud of but I'd never leave your side

(I gave you a chance) Okay, I'll never leave your side

You had some shit that you were goin' through and you ain't even cry

So if I take advantage of you, you won't be so nice

You said that "Next time there won't be no next time", looked me in my eye"

(We gon', we gon') I told her "We gon' be alright"

We gon', we gon', we gon' be alright

I'm about to be done with your bullshit

I gave you a chance even though you not my type

I don't know why you keep doing this to me

We gon', we gon', we gon' be alright

I gave you a chance even though you not my type, uh

How many times do I have to keep saying the same thing over and over again?

We gon', we gon' be alright

I gave you a chance even though you not my type

You're literally doing nothing for us

I did some things I ain't proud of but I'd never leave your side

You're just being selfish

We gon', we gon', we gon' be alright, done

Yo wassup, this is Joyner

I'm unable to take your call right now

Leave me a brief message and I'll get back to you, peace

Forever lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Yo

I know you don't understand my words but you will eventually

You will eventually

Some day

One day

I know you don't understand my words but you will eventually

And when you get older I hope you don't hold this shit against me

I hope you understand I love you more than life itself

And this is nothin' but your daddy's thoughts when he was feelin' empty

And everything ain't always what it seems like on the outside

I fought so many tears so that you would never see the outcry

I never wanted kids until I lived and went through hard times

And became a man that fell in love with someone that my heart finds

But you know how that shit go

Young and reckless, different women part time

And I wasn't ready for that life yet, I was in my dark prime

Me and your moms ain't get along and she gave me a hard time

I really think that we just crossed paths at the wrong time

I wasn't happy when she said she was pregnant

Probably the worst news of my life, that shit was so depressing

I told her she should get an abortion and I really meant it

I'm sorry that I said that shit, yo I was trippin'

I know you don't understand my words but you will eventually

And when you get older I hope you don't hold this shit against me

I'm sorry, yo

And I never wanted a broken home to raise you from a distance

Yeah I'll admit it, I was scared of that type of commitment

Even hopes of a miscarriage, anything bad that could happen

That'd get me out of that situation, I was livid

I felt like shit about my thoughts, that wasn't me, I'm different

Plus I was dealing with some demons that I couldn't live with

I told her she should get an abortion and I really meant it

I know you don't understand my words but you will eventually

And when you get older I hope you don't hold this shit against me

Hope you don't hate me, I was selfish, I hope you forgive me

Hope you forgive me

And I still remember your baby shower like it was yesterday

And to your mom it was special, me, just another day

I wish that you could see the pictures, all the fake phony smilin'

Had to pretend that I was happy, deep down I was cryin'

Ma asked if I was okay, I turned around and looked away

I was dryin' all my tears, look back to say yeah

I was lyin', goddamn, how the hell I get here?

This is it, this supposed to be my life

This ain't how I pictured it

I never felt so damn alone, but it was more than often

One of the worst days of my life, and I ain't even lyin'

We argued when we came home, I blame myself for all this

I think that I was holding a grudge 'cause she ain't get an abortion

I'm sorry

Damn

And I know you can't understand my words but you will eventually

And when you get older I hope you don't hold this shit against me

I can't believe I tried to hurt you, I hope you forgive me

Please, please

And everything ain't always what it seems like on the outside

I fight so many tears so that you would never see the outcry

I sacrifice my life so you could live it

Peace, want to give you things my father couldn't give to, me

I think I was raised wrong, and that's just what it is to me

And if you ask him then his ass gon' probably disagree

But whatever, whatever

And nothing's ever made me cry as much as you, I swear

Your smile gives me motivation and some new ideas

My worst fear is always you not knowing who I am

'Cause I been on the road dreamchasing for you out here

I was the first thing that you opened your eyes to

And the last one that you said goodnight to

I went home and cried to

And I bawled my eyes out, and then watched you

Glad I got you, that's a blatant fact

And every negative thing I said I swear I take it back

I know you don't understand my words but you will eventually

And when you get older I hope you don't hold this shit against me

I hope you understand I love you more than I love myself

And this is nothin' but your daddy's thoughts when he was feelin' empty

I was feelin' empty

I been feelin' empty

I put my emotions in this music when I'm feelin' empty

I hope you forgive me

Please, please

I Need More lyrics - Joyner Lucas

I need more hoes

More, more, more, more, yeah

I need more clothes

More, more, more, more, yeah

I need more dough

Yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah

I need more blow

Wha, wha, wha, whoo, whoo

I need more hoes

Whaw, whaw, whaw, whaw, yeah

I need more clothes

Yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah

I need more dough

Wha, wha, wha, wha, yeah

I need more blow

Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah

I need more hoes

Whaw, whaw, whaw, whaw, yeah

I need more clothes

Yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah

I need more dough

Wha, wha, wha, wha, yeah

I need more blow

Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah

You got some scary intentions

Your brain is clouded with too many possessions

You think you rich but you depressing yourself

It's just so pathetic and materialistic

And all you do is flash your money and fortune

You ride around in that Ferrari and Porsches

And all you talk about is Bugatti and foreigns

You walk around like you somebody important

You surrounded by leaches and beggars

And none of them niggas wanna see you do better

I bet they plotting wanna see what you got

Cause you brag a lot and make it seem like they jealous

So what the fuck do you even see in the mirror

Your future couldn't really be any clearer

And when it rains you gon' need an umbrella

But don't listen, you don't see it or hear it

All you say is...

I need more hoes

More, more, more, more, yeah

I need more clothes

More, more, more, more, yeah

I need more dough

Yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah

I need more blow

Wha, wha, wha, whoo, whoo

I need more hoes

Whaw, whaw, whaw, whaw, yeah

I need more clothes

Yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah

I need more dough

Wha, wha, wha, wha, yeah

I need more blow

Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah

I think you really aggressive

Your brain is clouded with too many possessions

You think you rich but you depressing yourself

It's just so pathetic and materialistic

I really think that all them drugs got you tripping

Your brain is ruined and your logic is different

I know that syrup got your body in shivers

If I was you, I'd get that out of my system

And I think that you bugging and stuff

You just shit on everyone who's stuck in a rut

Always flash your money out in public and stunt

And we all just look at you in fucking disgust

Maybe you're just insecure with no luck

And deep down you're a dub

Without nothing to love

And I wonder if you'll ever realize what's up

And be humble and just say enough is enough

But for now you just wanna say

I need more hoes

More, more, more, more, yeah

I need more clothes

More, more, more, more, yeah

I need more dough

Yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah

I need more blow

Wha, wha, wha, whoo, whoo

I need more hoes

Whaw, whaw, whaw, whaw, yeah

I need more clothes

Yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah

I need more dough

Wha, wha, wha, wha, yeah

I need more blow

Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah

I need more hoes

Whaw, whaw, whaw, whaw, yeah

I need more clothes

Yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah

I need more dough

Wha, wha, wha, wha, yeah

I need more blow

Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah

Yeah, I must be really possessive

My brain is clouded with too many possessions

I think I'm rich but I'm depressing and selfish

I'm so pathetic and materialistic

Like how the fuck I let the money do this

Man, I swear to God that I would never be tripping

I promised that I would have respect and be different

But now I make it rain on plenty of strippers

I'm surrounded by leeches and beggars

And none them niggas wanna see me do better

Bet they plottin' want to take what I got

Cause I brag a lot and make it seem like they jealous

And I never had nothing

I just wanna live like them rappers on TV forever

But what have I become

Maybe I'm one of them

Maybe I just don't know any better

And now what I'm sayin' is

I need more hoes

More, more, more, more, yeah

I need more clothes

More, more, more, more, yeah

I need more dough

Yup, yup, yup, yup, yeah

I need more blow

Wha, wha, wha

Yo what's up, this is Joyner I'm unable to take your message right now

Leave me a brief message and I'll get back to you

Peace

Hello

Yo, nigga you fuckin' serious?

Are you fuckin' serious?

Yo, I swear to God

Yo, I knew I should have never fuck with you

You're fucking dirty

You're dirty, and you're fuckin' yo

You're gonna be dead nigga

Yo are you serious you gave me fuckin' Chlamydia

Chlamydia?

Yo, nigga, I swear to God

Wait 'till my brother comes home

Yo, Dom is gonna fuck yo shit up

Literally lyrics - Joyner Lucas

She say I think with my dick and she probably right

And it's Friday night

And he gon' do whatever when he feeling good

But girl I promise you that me and him are not alike

I swear he 'bout to be the death of me I can't fight it

And he gon' do whatever when he feel like it

I tried to teach him 'bout relationships and he don't like it

And he gon' go inside whoever when he feel invited

I had a conversation with him from the get go

He said:

"Nigga calm down let me finish, yo

Don't understand why you acting like a bitch, though

Ain't nothing wrong with a little bit of sex, hoe

You ain't gotta stress yo"

My nigga, listen, you a part of me

You get me in trouble then you fall asleep

And all it takes is some liquor and some R&B

But you gon' fuck around and turn me into Charlie Sheen

"Look nigga, I've been getting teased while the guys get played

Sweating in your jeans all goddamn day

Tryna feel a little breeze you can get a little wet

Go swimming till she screams, make her feel it in her chest

Love a bitch that'll suck me and swallow your kids up

Kiss me on my eyes while she tyin' her hair up

Then give a massage as I lay it down

Shit I could do this all night, I don't play around"

My nigga you don't ever take your time so it never lasts

You sabotage every chick I ever had

When you see another chick you say goddamn

The blood rushin' to your head and then you dive in

And you willin' to say whatever just to get some

You better hope that I don't ever fuckin' catch none

Cause you a dirty motherfucker you should listen to me

Or I'mma have to cut you off

Literally

I've been thinkin' with my dick, baby I ain't got control

I try to fight it but he got a mind of his own

I've been thinkin with my dick, but I'm tired of these hoes

And this is my confession, I can't lie anymore

I've been thinkin' with my dick, baby I ain't got control

I try to fight it but he got a mind of his own

I've been thinkin' with my dick, but I'm tired of these hoes

And this is my confession, I can't lie anymore

She say I think with my dick and she probably right

Yeah it's Friday night

And he gon' do whatever when he feeling good

But girl I promise you that me and him are not alike

He sayin' hi, hello and got a thing for Adele

He got a mind of his own, he really think for himself

It's hard to keep him happy, he a heavy hitter

When bitches call him daddy then his head get bigger

I had a conversation with him, had to set him straight

He said:

"Nigga calm down, homie listen, Jay

Ain't nothin' wrong with some pussy and a little brains

Besides I don't really know if this is just a phase

And I don't mean to be rude or to hate though

But I get bored when I'm in and out the same ho

The same pussy every night I'mma lay low

And I could care less if she keep her fuckin legs closed

I love a bitch that'll suck me and swallow your kids up

Kiss me on my eyes while she tyin' her hair up

Then give a massage as I lay it down

And as soon as I'm done with her I'mma make my rounds"

You don't ever take your time so it never lasts

Plus you sabotaged every bitch I ever had

And you don't even fade, you fuck it you lazy

And as soon as you fuck up, then I'm stuck with a baby

And I hope that you know you givin' me a bad reputation

All because you don't know how to relax and be patient

Now these bitches trippin' they gettin' mad at me blatant

They call me a bunch of names, that's some bad defamation

And today I'm gettin' checked at the fuckin' clinic

And if I got somethin' then I know who fuckin' did it

Cause ever since the other day I kinda feel a little burn when I'm pissin'

And if I got somethin' I hope my girl don't get it, hold up

Uh, yeah

"This message is for Mr. Lucas

Dr Kipling's office calling, uh, your lab results came in today

And, uh, quite a few positives on there

So please give the office a call back as soon as you can

Thank you"

Oh my God, you gotta be fucking kidding me

C'mere you dirty little motherfucker should of listened to me

"What'd I do?!"

Now I'mma cut your ass off "Wait what'd I do?!"

Literally

"Stop! Joyner stop it!" The fuck over here!

C'mere! "I'm sorry! No noooo!"

I've been thinkin' with my dick, baby I ain't got control

I try to fight it but he got a mind of his own

I've been thinkin with my dick, but I'm tired of these hoes

And this is my confession, I can't lie anymore

I've been thinkin' with my dick, baby I ain't got control

I try to fight it but he got a mind of his own

I've been thinkin' with my dick, but I'm tired of these hoes

And this is my confession, I can't lie anymore

"You have reached the National Suicide Prevention Hotline

Also serving as the Veterans' Crisis Line

If you are in emotional distress or suicidal crisis

Or are concerned about someone who might be

We're here to help

Please hold on while we route your call to the nearest crisis center in our network"

Sorry lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Go ahead and call me a coward

Say that I'm not strong because I'm not like you

Go ahead and call me crazy

'Cause I live in a maze, tell me how about you?

I think I live in my head

Sometimes I think that I'm dead, I hide behind my youth

Know I been losing my mind

And I'm a little behind, step inside my shoes

'Cause I've never been happy with myself

And I don't need no one feeling bad for me

Tryna to offer me pity and throw jabs at me

Wanna give me advice and then laugh at me

Behind closed doors, just close the door

Let me be by myself—just me and myself

I'm tired of living, I cry

I hear it's easy to die, I wanna see for myself

And I know that sounds crazy to everyone else

But I'm depressed as fuck, stressed as fuck

Ain't no medicine that could cure what's the test as drugs

I mean, I need extra love

And that ain't even enough, said that ain't even enough

And where the fuck is God? (God, God)

Damn, maybe I ain't believing enough

But today, we gonna see if he's real

And if He is, then I guess I'm prolly going to hell

Look, I ain't wanna die like this

I ain't picture my life like this

They don't know what it's like like this

Pretending I'm happy so I can smile like this, and laugh like you

Sometimes I wonder if I ever act like you

Could I finally fit in and maybe relax like, "Woo!"

Or would you feel lost without me?

'Cause honestly, I think the world is better off without me

And my mind's spinning, this is the line finish

Truth is I don't care how they feel about my feelings

I made up my mind, I'm going out like Robin Williams

I guess I'm not the Ordinary People of John Legend

And I've been suicidal since the day I was nine, shit

Okay, the day I was nine

I've been tired of being bullied, couldn't stay out the fire

Grandma told me I should take it one day at a time

And dammit, look at me now, fuck

Fuck, pen runnin' out, shit, fu—, ugh

Look, just know it's a new day

But if you reading this, then it's prolly too late, blaow!

Just make sure you tell my family it's okay, I'm sorry

But it's too late, I'm sorry, so much weighing on me

I don't wanna live to see another day, I'm sorry

But I can't stay, I'm sorry, so much weighing on me

Just make sure you tell my family it's okay, I'm sorry

But it's too late, I'm sorry, so much weighing on me

I don't wanna live to see another day, I'm sorry

But I can't stay, I'm sorry, so much weighing on me

I hope you got what you wanted

I hope you finally happy, it's too late for you

Been going out of my mind

You don't know how many times that I done prayed for you

I hope you hear me, goddammit

'Cause I got so much shit that I wanna say to you

I used to shine, now I'm all in the dark

I remember I used to tell you to follow your heart

But goddammit, look at you now, it's all of your fault

How could you? Maybe it's my fault

I shoulda paid more attention to what you been doin'

Maybe I should have been more of an influence

I can't believe that you're dead, I fu–

I read your letter and all I could do is have mixed feelings about it

But I'll forever be attached to you (Damn)

Part of me feels bad for you

A part of me feels like you weak and I'm mad at you

And I don't mean to be insensitive

But I don't understand how we couldn't prevent this shit

You took the easy way out, goddammit, you did

I mean, look what you did, I'm so fucking upset

How could you be so selfish?

Nigga, how could you be so selfish?

Now you're gone, you done left me so helpless

I wonder what God thinks, I hope you in God's place behaving yourself

Yo, what the fuck you gotta say for yourself? (Say for yourself)

Look, I really feel lost without you

I hate the fact you think the world is better off without you

And my mind's spinning, this is the line finish

Truth is: I don't care how you feel about my feelings

And I'd be lying to you if I told you I'm fine, listen

I know that you can hear me, all I need is like five minutes

I just wanna reach inside the casket and pull you out

I'm sorry this is something that we both couldn't figure out

I wish I could hear you now, is your soul missing?

I wonder if you could do it again, would you do it different?

Tell me what death is like

Was it meant for you, brodie? Did the heaven support it?

Are you fucking happy now? Did you get what you wanted?

Isn't this what you wanted? I feel the temperature falling

And you've been suicidal back then you were nine?

Yeah, even back then, you was nine

We was living on the edge, couldn't stay out the fire

Grandma told us we should take it one day at a time

And damn it, look at you now, shit

But it's a new day

And if you can't hear me, it's probably too late, fuck!

Just make sure you tell my family it's okay, I'm sorry

But it's too late, I'm sorry, so much weighing on me

I don't wanna live to see another day, I'm sorry

But I can't stay, I'm sorry, so much weighing on me

Just make sure you tell my family it's okay, I'm sorry

But it's too late, I'm sorry, so much weighing on me

I don't wanna live to see another day, I'm sorry

But I can't stay, I'm sorry, so much weighing on me

Just make sure you tell my family it's okay, I'm sorry

But it's too late, I'm sorry, so much weighing on me

I don't wanna live to see another day, I'm sorry

But I can't stay, I'm sorry, so much weighing on me

Just make sure you tell my family it's okay, I'm sorry

But it's too late, I'm sorry, so much weighing on me

I don't wanna live to see another day, I'm sorry

But I can't stay, I'm sorry, so much weighing on me

One Lonely Night lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Yo, what's up, this is Joyner

I'm not able to take your call right, leave me a brief message and I'll get back to you

Peace

You told me not to take there

I swear god, man I was supposed to make it here

Ahhhh, I was supposed to make it here

Ahhhh

Close your eyes when you pray at night

But all the money in the world couldn't save your life

Ahhhh, money couldn't save your life

Ahhhh

What you gon do when the club close down

And the liquor runs out, and your all by yourself

What a lonely night

One lonely night

What you gon do when the weed don't ease your brain

And numb your pain like it used to

That's one lonely night

One lonely night

Hennessy by the bottles, double D's on the models

Plenty trees, we can have as many dreams as we want to

That's my life, Ay-ya-ya-ya

I'ma be alright, Ay-ya-ya-ya

Gold teeth and some Benzs, Twenty-twos and some bitches

Strip clubs every night, that's the life that I'm livin'

And it mine Ay-ya-ya-ya

I'ma be just fine Ay-ya-ya-ya

What you gon do when the party close down

And the drugs run out and your all by yourself

What a lonely night

One lonely night

What you gon do when the pills don't ease your brain

And numb your pain like it used to

That's one lonely night

One lonely night

I just want some weed now

I let you in and all you did was let me down

Ahaaa, let me down

Ahaaa

Close your eyes when you pray at night

But all the money in the world couldn't save your life

Ahhhh, money couldn't save your life

Ahhhh

Hey what's up, It's me

Um, I know you're probably not expecting to hear from me right now but

I just left the club and I'm not gonna lie, I'm a little drunk

I really don't want to be alone tonight

So would you come over?

[Sighs] I shouldn't have even went out tonight, like

I've just been so lost lately, there's been so much on my mind

But I miss you

Please call me back, you're like the only one I can talk to, for real

I love you, I'm so lonely please baby

Hennessy by the bottles, double D's on the models

Plenty trees, we can have as many dreams as we want to

That's my life, Ay-ya-ya-ya

I'ma be alright, Ay-ya-ya-ya

Gold teeth and some Benzs, Twenty-twos and some bitches

Strip clubs every night, that's the life that I'm livin'

And it mine Ay-ya-ya-ya

I'ma be just fine Ay-ya-ya-ya

What a lonely night

One lonely night

Oh shit, oh shit

Here we go again, make sure you take them clothes off, bitch I'm going in

You gon' take this dick while I press record, and tonight you my slave don't you ever tell me no again

So don't you ever tell me no again, bitch I'm possessive and I never let you go again

Who hittin' you phone at two in the morning and had to tell that nigga don't you ever text my hoe again

Said don't you ever text my hoe again, look nigga I don't care how long you been friends

I don't care if you knew each other since you was kids

Bitch, I don't care if your little brother is cool with his

I'm the shit, oh shit, where the noise at

Everybody got a squad, can't avoid that

Niggas screaming "Gang, Gang, Gang," oh yeah

But when the shit hit the fan, where your boys at?

Oh shit, oh shit, I don't have a visa

I think I'mma fall in love with a ballerina

Just let me hit it and I ain't waitin' for marriage neither

Cause she gon' fall and I'm gon' ball like alopecia

I said I gone bald like alopecia, I turn the god, then read the Bible the grabbed the heater

I want a mansion in Hollywood and Pasadena, but I still ain't got shit and I ain't too happy neither

And everything was all good just a week ago. I heard some shit about you I ain't believe it tho

'Cause I don't listen to the gossip or tea and go and treat your differently cause niggas wanted me to know

That's for you to guess and me to know

Shorty said I'm cold hearted my shit 3 below

I just ran into the bank, give me all the bread, I didn't want to do it but I need the dough

Oh shit

Here we go again, make sure you take them clothes off, bitch I'm going in

You gon' take this dick while I press record, and tonight you my slave don't you ever tell me no again

[Crying]

Shut the fuck up hoe

Look don't you ever tell me no again, bitch I'm possessive and I never let you go again

Who hittin' you phone at two in the morning and had to tell that nigga don't you ever text my hoe again

Cause I'm possessive and I never let you go again

Hah

Don't you ever call my phone again

Yo, yo, Hello, you

The fuck?

Waoorreeooree

mixtape: Along Came Joyner (2015)

• Intro (Skit)
• Mansion
• That's OK
• Long Way
• Get In (Skit)
• Riding Solo
• Opposites Attract
• WWJD (Skit)
• WWJD
• Half Nigga
• She Know's
• Shooting Star
• Look Around Me
• Beluxia (Skit)
• She Don't Need Me
• Bonfire (Skit)
• Ross Capicchioni
• Rock Bottom
• Don't Shoot
• The Feeling (Interlude)
• All Over 

Intro (Skit) lyrics - Joyner Lucas

[*Nightmare*]

[Homie X:] Damn bro, sounds like you were having a bad dream huh? sounded like somebody was raping you in your sleep ha, that's what it sounded like.

[Joyner:] Shut the fuck up man.

[Homie X:] You good?

[Joyner:] Yea am good man, we just need to get the fuck off this planet man, I'm tired of this shit already.

[Homie X:] And go where?

[Joyner:] I don't know, something's just telling me to go man, I think you should come wit me.

[Homie X:] Know what, that really sounds like a bad idea, fuck that.

[Joyner:] What bro?

[Homie X:] Last time you had a bright idea we went to the sun, you almost got us killed. Remember that? My skin ain't been the same since nigga fuck you. Nope, the answer is no, ask me five minutes later from now the answer is no.

[Joyner:] Nigga you always told me that you would never succeed unless you'd die, I'd never forget that shit.

[Homie X:] Dumbass, I... It's unless you try, and I ain't tryin' to die tonight. Cancel me out your plans for this one I'm good. Stayin my ass right the fuck here nigga.

[Joyner:] You know, sorry you feel that way my man, I got this brochure right here and ahh… I see planet Earth got some of the badest bitches we've ever seen in our life.

[Homie X:] Man give me that. Let me see that shit.

[Joyner:] But I guess you don't wanna go so don't worry bout it.

[Homie X:] What?!

[Joyner:] Ahh don't worry bout it.

[Homie X:] Nigga what you mean?? Ay I go put fuel in this shit right now, better get your ass up let's go. Shoulda said this shit from the first place nigga, sh I woulda been said yes let's go man.

[Joyner:] Hehehe ahh I'd figure you'd say that, well pack your shit, let's take off.

Mansion lyrics - Joyner Lucas

And what the fuck do I gotta do go to and buy me a mansion (huh)

Fuck is this, I wasn't supposed to be broke for this long damn it (What a Bitch.)

And my manager told me, nigga you gon' be rich (nigga you gon' be rich)

And that was last year, now I'm living in the ghetto with the crackheads working at mcdonalds as a goddamn cashier

Ain't this a Bitch

Liquor got me lightheaded

Sippin' to the light red and

I ain't go to college, I ain't good at nothing else

So if this don't workin out I wonder where my life headed

I ain't got shit, tired of being stranded

Gotta go and get it, living in hell that's a heaven full of bitches

And I'm scared to fall in love but I never will admit it

Shit I never coulda did it (never)

Point me to the door, I gotta leave

Real cocky to them hoes that say Hi to me

Like I'm the best thing you heard, bitch don't lie to me, don't you lie to me

I tried to play the lottery, maybe I can hit the powerball

I got 50 flying cars, don't even drive them all

Just so I can feel like rich nigga got it all, this nigga got it all

Bitch you ain't shit, and these broads ain't loyal

Hoes won't relate but these songs ain't for you

And the game ain't the same, so Along Came Joyner

Standing around like you don't get the fuckin' picture

Let me paint it for you, I ain't playin' with you

Waiting for the Illuminati just so I can get a check

Here's my soul let me trade it to you

Cause what the fuck do I gotta to go to and buy me a mansion (huh)

Fuck is this, (fuck is this)

I wasn't supposed to be broke for this long God damn it (shit)

What a Bitch

I said my manager told me nigga you gon' be rich (nigga you gon' be rich)

Yeah right, I need a mansion on the water, and a yacht for my momma, throwing party' while we're bumping bare white

Nigga I just want a mansion

(look where he's from, I'm tired of this man)

I just want a mansion

(I can't eat, I'm broke nigga I'm broke)

(and you got the power to change that)

Yo what the fuck I gotta do to go and buy me a mansion

(huh?)

Fuck is this, I wasn't supposed to be broke for this long God damn it, (what the fuck)

What a bitch (what a bitch)

And my manager told me Joyner you gon' be rich

(nigga you gon' be rich)

A year later, now I'm living in the ghetto with the haters

Working at Dennies as a motherfucking waiter nigga

Ain't this a bitch (ain't this a bitch)

Liquor got me lightheaded

Sippin' to the light red and

I ain't really got no damn back up plan so if this don't work out

Then I wonder where my life headed

I ain't got shit, (I ain't got shit)

Tired of being broke, gotta get it all, plus a nigga need drawers

Gotta hit the mall

Ain't no cameras in the stores so I bend the law

(I gotta bend the law)

Point me to the door, (yeah)

I'm winning now

Yeah I'm tryna get some head bitch it's been a while

And don't be acting brand new cause your friends around

(cause your friends around)

I'm tryna hit the lotto, thirty million in deposito

Cop a mansion with a safe and I hide it all

Just so I can feel like a rich nigga got it all, this nigga got it all

It's all paranoia, I got a call from my lawyer

I should've went to prison but the bars ain't for ya

And the game ain't the same so along came joyner

Standing around like you don't get the fucking picture

Let me paint it for you, I ain't playing with you

Awaiting for illuminati just so I can get a break

Here's my soul let me trade it to you

Cause what the fuck do I gotta to go to and buy me a mansion (huh)

Fuck is this, (fuck is this)

I wasn't supposed to be broke for this long God damn it (shit)

What a Bitch

I said my manager told me nigga you gon' be rich (nigga you gon' be rich)

Yeah right, I need a mansion on the water, and a yacht for my momma, throwing party' while we're bumping bare white

Nigga I just want a mansion

(none of this shit [?] you can have the whole thing)

(I don't want it, I don't want none of this)

I just want a mansion

(I'm up here, loosing my damn mind, running up and down the streets, for us)

That's OK lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Niggas feel me from Miami to Chicago

London to Morroco

Niggas claim they rich but I'm the brokest nigga I know

I just play the lotto

Gangstas wanna ride doe

With they guns out tryna plot like blat, blat, blat, blat, fuck your problems bitch

I'm plottin like a psycho

Bitches call me boppo

I like all my pussy with some good head on the side doe

Mercy, mercy on me, with no Murciélago

Bitches blow me like a trombone

I got shawties on the side doe that's OK (that's OK)

I get hoes and that's OK (that's OK, that's OK)

Bitch I'm broke and that's OK (that's OK, that's OK, that shits, that shits, that's OK, that's OK, that's OK, that shits, that shits)

Niggas feel me cuz my team is so colossal

London to Morroco

Soon as I get rich I'm off to mexico for tacos

She just wants some combo, but I ain't got no time doe

I just wanna grab that gun and blat, blat, blat, blat blow my mind out

Bitch could trip and that's OK

She ain't shit and that's OK (thats OK, that's OK)

Oh bitch I'm different that's OK (that's OK, that's OK, that shits, that shits, that's OK, that's OK, that's OK, that shits, that shits, that's OK)

They say he stuntin hard for a nigga with no job ye?

When he get that car get that necklace get them broads ye?

He think he a star sign them posters up and movies shows and late nights at the studios and fuckin all the groupie hoes(g-g-groupie hoes!)

Drinkin all the henny gettin faded huh

I dont drink no vodka but Moscato thats her favorite huh

Two Murciélago's in my driveway with the baddest chicks

They callin me they daddy pimp and then I woke up mad as shit

Hopped up bout the bedroom turn my motherfucking swag on

Supercallaniggaristicesexpeallamagnum

Double cups and twisted think I'm trippin bitch n that's OK

Pray for me if thats the case someone go get pastor mase

They say he wild for a nigga with no burner ye?

Man he pretty down for someone we never heard of ye?

Then along came joyner his subordinates dont get heard in ye

I usually dont get turned up yeah

But this is what they want

Niggas feel me from Miami to Chicago

London to Morocco

Niggas claim they rich but I'm the brokest nigga I know

I just play the lotto

Gangstas wanna ride doe

With they guns out tryna plot like blat, blat, blat, blat, fuck your problems bitch

I'm plottin like a psycho

Bitches call me boppo

I like all my pussy with some good head on the side doe

Mercy, mercy on me, with no Murciélago

Bitches blow me like a trombone

I got shawties on the side doe that's OK (that's OK)

I get hoes and that's OK (that's OK, that's OK)

Bitch I'm broke and that's OK (that's OK, that's OK, that shits, that shits, that's OK, that's OK, that's OK, that shits, that shits)

Niggas feel me cuz my team is so colossal

London to Morroco

Soon as I get rich I'm off to mexico for tacos

She just wants some combo, but I ain't got no time doe

I just wanna grab that gun and blat, blat, blat, blat blow my mind out

Bitch could trip and that's OK

She ain't shit and that's OK (thats OK, that's OK)

Oh bitch I'm different that's OK (that's OK, that's OK, that shits, that shits, that's OK, that's OK, that's OK, that shits, that shits, that's OK)

They say he pretty fly for a nigga that stay single eh?

All my bitches whack now I'm back on christian mingle eh

Puffin on them cancer sticks I know it turn you off n shit

But all I do is stress and I can't get the devil offa me (o-offa me)

Stomping out the haters with no Tims on

All my insta crushes wanna keep me in the friend zone

Now it's back to hustlin got no cable or no water

So I'm selling all the cars I stole I might just sell some bars I wrote

I'm from outer space different species of reptilian

Supercallaniggaristicesexpeallalien

Flying through the atmosphere, cruising on you that's OK

Pour some liquor back and pray for all the soldiers passed away

They say he made it for a nigga that ain't stopping ye?

Made it out the hood ended right back in the projects ye?

Wish a nigga would try to get me then I'm plotting

Yeah my chain says it's dead silence, yeah, with flawless stones and diamonds yeah

Niggas feel me from Miami to Chicago

London to Morocco

Niggas claim they rich but I'm the brokest nigga I know

I just play the lotto

Gangstas wanna ride doe

With they guns out tryna plot like blat, blat, blat, blat, fuck your problems bitch

I'm plottin like a psycho

Bitches call me boppo

I like all my pussy with some good head on the side doe

Mercy, mercy on me, with no Murciélago

Bitches blow me like a trombone

I got shawties on the side doe that's OK (that's OK)

I get hoes and that's OK (that's OK, that's OK)

Bitch I'm broke and that's OK (that's OK, that's OK, that shits, that shits, that's OK, that's OK, that's OK, that shits, that shits)

Niggas feel me cuz my team is so colossal

London to Morocco

Soon as I get rich I'm off to mexico for tacos

She just wants some combo, but I ain't got no time doe

I just wanna grab that gun and blat, blat, blat, blat blow my mind out

Bitch could trip and that's OK

She ain't shit and that's OK (thats OK, that's OK)

Oh bitch I'm different that's OK (that's OK, that's OK, that shits, that shits, that's OK, that's OK, that's OK, that shits, that shits, that's OK)

Long Way lyrics - Joyner Lucas

[Hook:]

Aw yea, ask em what they call me

I'm the one that paid it for ya hoes ain't get shit all day

Fuck wit me the long way, fuck wit me the long way

And this a one way street bitch you going down the wrong way

Hold up hold up hold up damn, fuck wit me the long way

Ain't nobody wanna get robbed today betta get me a goddam job today

I need food, bread, bitches, head, watch, rent, cars today

I need bullets, clips, guns, shit somebody gon' meet god today

Cause I never had money

Aw yea

Can't take nothin from me

Aw yea

People take me to jail I do time, she said choose ya man with two sides

Fuck yo coup de ville, I want a drop top, they wanna shoot to kill with two 9's

Niggas wanna fold me up like futons, tryna make a bed to sleep, I'm too kind

Ain't no wanna Pistol Pete, I beat pistols pieces, paint pictures piece two times

Fucked up and missed the beat she like hold up

Niggas betta bow down

Plenty bitches and I never get tied down

Either fuck wit me either long or ya die now

Man this is for all my niggas locked down

On that young shit but don't trip

I swear to god I never forget, how much colder is it gon get?

Fuck my nose is bloody, aw yea

Can't take nothing from me, aw yea

[Hook]

I'm so paranoid, I don't even go out no mo

Tried so hard to enjoy myself, you don't put in work I do it myself

I proved to myself, so crazy I be annoying myself, true to myself

Feeling so goddamn sick I should sample my own shit and then sue myself

Cause I never had money

So maybe I should rob a couple bank sell a fuckin cigarette break into yo mother place

and take like fucking everything and leave you there to suffer man

I swear these niggas done made me mad, all this talking shit oughta made me laugh

Ain't got a work betta pay me back, aw yea

[Hook x2]

Get In (Skit) lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Shit, damn

It's fuckin' cold, man

I can't believe this nigga got me walkin' out here

It's all yo' fault!

You know the last time I walked, nigga?

I don't care, I don't wanna hear it

Ay, ay, ay, stop, stop! Ay!

Well fuck you too then, bitch!

Fuck man, we ain't never gonna anybody to pick us up

Aight, ay, shit it's fuckin' cold out here

We gotta find a way to stop em'

Fuck!

Hold up I think, I think somebody's stoppin'

Oh word. Hey, hey, be calm nigga, be calm

Aight nigga

He not from here

Aight

Yo yo, 'op in man, it's dangerous out 'ere

The fuck?

This is an hour walk from the side of the street, jump in, man!

Yo, what's he sayin'?

[?]

I don't know, nigga!

You know what he's sayin'?

Where y'all come from? America?

I don't know!

I don't know what the fuck he talkin' 'bout

All I know is that God lovin' it right?

What do we do nigga?

Damn, put in your luggage there, man

You wanna get in?

Get in? You wanna get in?

Let's get in!

Alright man, [?]

Fuck it, let's get in!

Nigga, let's just get in, dog

You smoke weed?

Yeah, I smoke weed

Nah, I don't smoke

Nah, you do but you don't?

Yeah, he don't smoke weed

Alright, well, more weed for we

Hell yeah, let's get it man

[?] out there man?

It's galactic shit right here

You good now?

Yeah, we're straight

Tired of walkin' man

Take off all o' that bumboclaat, right now

What? What did he say now?

You want me to take off my shit off? I, I'm trying to take-

[?] [*cocks gun*] take off that bumboclaat!

The fuck, man? Shit...

This is crazy... bullshit...

[?] God love you still, man

That's all I got! That's all I got, man!

Alright, [?] take off the seatbelt, man

Yeah, the fucking seatbelt...

This is all your fault, man. All your fault!

Alright, I start driving

We cool, man

The first thing we do is get robbed, man! Fuck, man!

Riding Solo lyrics - Joyner Lucas (feat. Busy Signal)

[Busy Signal:]

Some boi no knew nutna bout nutna

Nutna bout nutna

Nutna bout nutna

[Joyner Lucas:]

Aye, what you know about stunting?

What you know about lame ass niggas always talking bout money?

What you know about stray bullets hitting when you never seen it coming?

What you know about Joyner Lucas all up in the streets to the flooding?

To the bass, ba-ba-ba-ba bass till you running down a motherfucking tunnel?

What you know about the cops on the corner tryna knock a nigga hustle?

What you know about Illuminati, everybody working for the devil?

Feeling dead but I'm working for the living

I be in a spaceship getting-getting-getting litted

I be Trinidad James, nigga-nigga-nigga, listen

What you know about riding?

What you know about a check even though a nigga really don't got it?

What you know about the boys at your door while you hiding in the closet?

Pray to God they don't ever catch you slipping or falling

Balling on a budget with my windows tinted

And you ain't seen nothing, nigga, you ain't seen nothing

[Busy Signal:]

What you know about money from the chop?

Hustling on the grind nonstop

In the street, but the heat make it hot

Looking out for the cops on the block

You know nothing bout slanging them rocks

Taking hits from nothing to the top

Lock it down and setting up shop

Getting all that paper and stock

Don't you know that I be riding solo?

Making money, staying high with pure dro

What you know about the dough that we blow?

Don't play no games, I tell these niggas lay low

[Joyner Lucas:]

Yeah, what you know about rhythm?

What you know bout an east coast nigga with a sound so trilla?

Don't you know I'm Mike Jack, call you looking at the man in the mirror

What you know about a party? Everybody throw your hands to the ceiling

To the bass, ba-ba-ba-ba bass and you feel it in your motherfucking fingers

What you know about Picasso? I think another picture being painted

And what you know about drinking to the pain? All you do is get faded

What you know about rapping all day and you dedicate your life to a dream that ain't paying and knowing there's a big chance you could never ever make it?

That's fucked up, ain't it?

And what you know about waiting even if a nigga really impatient?

I got love for the hood even though I wish I was really in Vegas

With bad bitches in the water, I be deep sea swimming

To wake up in the car with my windows tinted

And you ain't seen nothing, nigga, you ain't seen nothing

[Busy Signal:]

What you know about money from the chop?

Hustling on the grind nonstop

In the street, but the heat make it hot

Looking out for the cops on the block

You know nothing bout slanging them rocks

Taking hits from nothing to the top

Lock it down and setting up shop

Getting all that paper and stock

Don't you know that I be riding solo?

Making money, staying high pure dro

What you know about the dough that we blow?

Don't play no games, I tell these niggas lay low

[Joyner Lucas:]

What you know about pain?

What you know about living on the edge, ain't nothing gon' change?

What you know about standing on the corner, tryna hustle all day?

What you know about scraping up change so your supper get paid?

At your door, knock knock knock-knock-knock and your landlord banging for the rent

What you know about waiting for a prayer that ain't never get sent?

What you know about trusting nobody? We ain't never been friends

You ain't never shook hands with the fans

I be in the bad bitches put they ass on my hands

I be on that low soul, d-d-d-d-d-d-damn

What you know about Joyner? (what you know about him?)

Nah, what they know about Busy? (Busy, what up my nigga!)

Dead Silence! Joyner!

You ain't know about it

[Busy Signal:]

What you know about money from the chop?

Hustling on the grind nonstop

In the street, but the heat make it hot

Looking out for the cops on the block

You know nothing bout slanging them rocks

Taking hits from nothing to the top

Lock it down and setting up shop

Getting all that paper and stock

Don't you know that I be riding solo?

Making money, staying high with pure dro

What you know about the dough that we blow?

Don't play no games, I tell these niggas lay low

Opposites Attract lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Freeze

Heaven hell, hella heaven, Sunday school

Mac 11, prison camps, colleges and crash courses

Driving lessons, bad bitches, prostitutes

Death threats, hospitals, gang-banging

Private schools, chains hanging

Drama too, blang blanging

Cultivating new cribs, home invasions

Child abuse, motivation

Talk to God, smoke with Satan

Wedding rings, divorce paper settlements

Court cases, medicine

AIDS victims, Malcolm X, racism

UFOs, airplanes, crop circles, man-made

Demolishing, landscape starvation, pancakes

Skinny jeans, baggy pants

Relationships, back-up plans

White rice, Zatarains

Open lanes, traffic jam

Bloods, crips, Latin kings, intelligence

Lack of brains, negligence

Accolades and skeletons

And plastic veins, lucid dreams

Sleep walking, dry snitching

Streets talking, competition

Police calls in the projects when the beat starts

Now put your motherfucking hands up high

(I've been having such a bad week)

(I've been having such a bad week)

Hands up high

(That's when opposites attract me)

Let it go

Hella heaven, heaven hell

Falling off, record sales

Balling out, broke as hell, free at last

Back to jail, candy paint

Candied yams, candy canes

Can he pass? Can he reign?

So for real, black teeth, golden grill

Thug life, honest life, real life

Drama life, urban life

Healthy life, broke life

Wealthy life, rag, riches

Riches, rags, fags, bitches

Bitches mad, bad Christians

Hypocrites and half niggas

Niggas half hit the deck

Planet ships, cigarettes

Cancer sticks, Smith & Wes'

Banana clips, niggas death

I'm hearing shit, carnivores

Herbivores, all the wars

All the facts, hieroglyphics

High blood pressure, heart feeling heart attacks

And call the cab, walk the block

Mouth shut, you talk a lot

Open field, car garage

Unemployment, morning jobs

Kill the youth, multiply

Keep it real, falsify

Make a mess, organize

Fake my death, all the time

Now put your motherfucking hands up high

(I've been having such a bad week)

(I've been having such a bad week)

Hands up high

(That's when opposites attract me)

[?]

They say my temple is a magnet

My brain is a gadget

Yeah my soul is a rapture

This that opposite attraction

I got opposite intentions

I got positive incentive

I should rob a nigga senseless

I hope them cops'll get defensive

There ain't no stopping this I've been it

Fuck yo' confidence I've been sick

Fuck yo' opposition, I'm kinda different, I hop inside a spaceship

I've been lots a different places

Bitch I'm locked into the matrix

Put my thoughts in different cages

Watch me turn portraits into paintings

Who told you right is wrong in your eyes?

Who said wrong is right with no lies?

They said I was wrong the whole time

Turn them lights off its show time

Who told you there wasn't no God?

Who told you that I don't know God?

Who told you that I don't go hard?

I'll give you something big to choke on

I never follow rules and no laws

Turn your fucking head to coleslaw

This that winter flow, that mistletoe, kiss you goodbye, so long

I'm that Martin Rocka [?]

I'm that Maserati two-tone

Ain't no cavities in this jaw bitch

Ain't no gravity in these songs

And I've been wanting it for so long

They've been talking shit for so long

This my ocean now, when them sharks lurking [?]

Bitch my coat rocking so raw

This what happens on a two way street when I'm opposite roads cross

All your common sense'll go lost

All your common sense'll go lost

All your common sense'll go lost

Tell me what happened to you?

What have you done? Where your mind at?

Hol' on

Tell your daughter put some clothes on

Tell your son put his coat on

Tell my father pull his skirt down

He ain't did shit for me in so long

Fuck your opinion nigga I'm grown

They don't like the shit that I'm on

Can't accept the fact that I'm grown

Just accept the fact that I'm on

Ain't no evil practice in here

I got Jesus all in my bones

I got angel wings on my back

I got 808's on my track

Shit I been wanting this for so long

They been talking shit for so long

This my ocean now, when them sharks lurking [?]

Bitch my coat rocking so raw

This what happens on a two way street when I'm opposite roads cross

All your common sense'll go lost

All your common sense'll go lost

WWJD (Skit) lyrics - Joyner Lucas

[Joyner:] Man, what the fuck [door closes] shi, bullshit

[Homie X:] [*singing*]

[Joyner:] Fucking walking again in this shit

[Homie X:] [*continues singing*]

[Joyner:] Would you shut your ass up and stop singing that bullshit?

[Homie X:] Ughhh relax bro

[Joyner:] Don't tell me to relax man

[Homie X:] Calm down man, all this complaining you doing not gonna change nothing

[Joyner:] Shut up nigga you know where we at right now? You know where the fuck we at?

[Homie X:] I don't know, I don't know where we at

[Joyner:] Aghiiii

[Homie X:] You think I know where we at?

[Joyner:] My point exactly. Fuck in the middle of nowhere and shit. Fuck man my feet hurtin' nigga

[Homie X:] Your feet hurt?

[Joyner:] Yeah nigga

[Homie X:] Nigga you got three feet for a reason you don't use your shit! It's dark out here ain't nobody gonna see us!

[Joyner:] Shut up

[Homie X:] Tryna be a fucking human man

[Joyner:] We be out here walking in the middle of nowhere I swear to GOD if I see somebody I'm gonna rob somebody man

[Homie X:] ROB somebody?!?

[Joyner:] Yeah nigga

[Homie X:] We what nigga? I told you bring the guns but you said leave the shits at home now you wanna rob somebody. For what?

[Joyner:] I don't give a fuck! I don't give A SHIT I SWEAR TO GOD I see a nigga Imma blow his fucking brains up! WE JUST GOT ROBBED! WE JUST GOT ROBBED NIGGA! WE JUST GOT FUCK FUCKED THE FUCKING ROBBED!

[Homie X:] Calm down. Calm down little man, calm down.

[Joyner:] Shut up

[Homie X:] Listen man, listen, when all things go bad just think to yourself, what would Jesus do?

[Joyner:] I’m calm…… I’m calm….. NIGGA WHAT THE FUCK YOU MEAN WHAT WOULD JESUS DO?!?!??!?!

WWJD lyrics - Joyner Lucas

I've never been a gang banger with street killas

If I protect myself, I'll be favoring all these niggas and

I bought my first gun from my homie who tried to sell it

A 9 with a couple bullets, just eyes when I'm out here looking

Trying to find a job to survive so I stop tossing

Hop inside the whip and then drive cause i walk often

Stressing like a bitch, cause I'm tired of my Mom's apartment

I'm Satan in God's office that's.. (alright hold up.)

Shovels to my gravestone, kicking dirt on my coffin

Broke bitches with their hand out, cause they heard I was balling

Fuck me so good, went to sleep, woke in the morning

Six niggas in my face, Guns drawn with no warning

Pistol whip, stomped me and left me like I was dead

I had murder on my conscience, I was plotting on revenge

Circling the block like I know what I need to do

Before I cock the fucking hammer I said what would Jesus do...

Because Christ is not only leader

He was teacher

But not just leader and teacher

He was Christ the redeemer

Christ the restorer

Christ the deliverer

Hate's the only motivation, that's how real we made it

Guilty by association, you affiliated

Smoking Newports while I'm riding the Willie Mays

Watch you niggas turn bitch, there's nothing more humiliating

I wonder what my life be like, if I ain't had no hobby

Probably dancing with the Devil, moving like a Jabbawockeez

I just want change, wonder how much that'll cost me

I don't think I have a heartbeat I'm just.. (alright fuck it)

Tempest keep raging my mind, don't ever sleep

See my cousin in the cold, gave him a ride up the street

Blue flashing lights, pulled behind me it's the police

So my cousin reached in his jeans, threw the burner under my seat

They pulled us out the car, got charged with a loaded 9

Cause he told the boys it was mine, I was facing a 5-9

My Mama sold the car, bailed out in a week or two

Before I caught that nigga slipping, I said what would Jesus do...

Not that Jesus is God

Because Jesus never told you to worship Him

He told you to follow Him

And you see, Pastor, when we praise Jesus

He's worthy to be praised, we feel good don't we

But not enough, follow Him

Rappers on TV with jewels, we idolize them

Picturing myself on the news and paparazzi

Bunch of grimy thoughts, niggas never had no conscience

I've been looking for a jux being broke is not an option

I've never been violent, I'm shaking just being honest

Especially when my girl ain't working and we was starving

Argue every minute, fighting in a small apartment

She tripping just non-stop and I'm like.. (shh bitch I got to go)

Looking for some pussy to fuck just for one night

Get some anger out my chest and bust until I'm right

Met this shorty at the bar, she was working for some tips

Took me back to her crib and I was nervous as a bitch

Her husband came home and he was lurking in the crib

While I was jerking in his bitch, he grabbed the burner out the 6

Bursting in the room, cocked it back, from me to you wait

Before you pull that trigger think of what would Jesus...

(Gun shots and screams)

You're going to feel, the presence, of God

(Gun shots and screams)

Half Nigga lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Know what it's like to be half nigga

To be half nigga, to be half nigga

Yeah

Joyner

Joyner

Know what it's like to be half nigga, just a half nigga (yeah)

My white Mom fell in love with a black nigga (damn)

Just a black nigga

A white lady with a colored kid

I don't even understand what my color is

What my color is (what my color is)

Black, White, Brown, and some other shit

Homie say you ain't allowed with us

I don't even want you hanging out with us (nah)

And quit trying to act like you proud of us

If we were slaves back then, you'd be a house nigga

A house nigga (a house nigga)

Wow nigga, know what I hate the most

A bunch of cartoons with some racist quotes

And subliminal messages and racist jokes

Kinda funny how the money not ours (money not ours)

Yeah the money not ours

All the white motherfuckers got power (damn)

While the black motherfuckers got talent

Trying to get respect that'll never be valid (never be valid)

Never be valid

Even if you had level 3 clearance (yeah)

Even if you had Hillary's parents (yeah)

Even if you were a rap star (rap star)

Even if you had 10 cars and

Even if you had a Red Porsche and a 747 with 10 floors and the best whores

Even if you were a ball player, playing for the Clippers

Just imagine how you would feel if you were Doc Rivers

With a boss like the racist motherfucker Donald Sterling

I've been in and out of feelings, how sad is it (how sad is it shit)

Yeah how bad is it, when your boss got billions of cash and shit

And you stuck at the bottom you ain't half as rich

Fighting to be equal in the battle with

Another race in this land full of happiness

Another day trying to race to establish this

Another way, gotta wait for an activist to come say how we feel

Ain't that some shh.. (ain't that some shit) ain't that some shit

But meanwhile I got morals to stand up for

Can't cause I got a daughter to man up for

Gotta bite my tongue (gotta bite my tongue)

While the life is young if you a black entertainer it'd be nice

To run this shit, but you not shit till the fight is done

And that's just with the icing on the cake

If we didn't break, we'd be twice as strong (twice as strong)

But now it's twice as hard

To be a half nigga living in this life of darkness

All the black kids looking at me like I'm awkward

Cause I'm too light to be on one side of the streets

Now I play both parts, like hide and go seek

Malcolm X gave hope of getting out of the streets

And Rosa Parks was never getting out of her seat

I guess we here for life (here for life)

And I heard Mr. Sterling got banned for life, from the NBA

And He can sell the team

If that don't take away the heat from his self esteem

We in a helpless scene and a helpless time

With no help, trying to help decide, if we in hell or a jail

Can't yell or cry, can't scream or tell

But they can tell us lies nigga

Know what it's like to be half nigga (a half nigga)

Just a half nigga

My white Mom fell in love with a black nigga(just a black nigga)

Just a black nigga

A white lady with a colored kid

I don't even understand what my color is

What my color is (what my color is)

Black, White, Brown, and some other shit

It's kinda funny how the money not ours (money not ours)

Yeah the money not ours

All the white motherfuckers got power (got power)

While the black motherfuckers got talent (got talent)

Trying to get respect that'll never be valid (never be valid)

Never be valid, just a half nigga(a half nigga)

Just a half nigga

(a half nigga)

(a half nigga)

(a half nigga)

(a half nigga)

(a half nigga)

(a half nigga)