Ultrasound lyrics - Joyner Lucas
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
You know, you really piss me off sometimes
I spent all night waiting for you to come home
And I've woken up without you
I don't know where you are or why you are not answering your phone
But I'm starting to get worried
I really hope you're not pissing away the last of our money at the stupid casino again
Because you know my next check won't be here till the third and we literally have nothing right now
If you did go to the casino and you have more money then...
I guess...
Get the fuck off of my dick, hoe
'Fuck you mean?
I don't think you notice what you done to me (yeah)
Yeah I think you should know that you were under me
If anybody got a problem tell 'em they can come to me
What the fuck you mean? This is not allowed
Better calm it down
'Cause all you new niggas just watered down
I can see through you like a muthafuckin' ultrasound ooh
Okay be ready to hold up then
I'm ready to roll up on them, ready to mow them, make your motor spin
I'll blow the boat up then be gone and wonderin' what you noticing
A couple of hoes that I've been boning since a nigga was only ten
I'm tryina' to get all up in that pussy harder than my youngin' (wo)
You fallin' and you love it (yeah)
Can't stand the heat but you up all in the oven (sha)
I remember when I used to ball on a budget
(Hol' up) Now wait a minute
You finally got some paper couldn't wait to get it (ya)
And it don't really matter 'cause you're still lame
No matter how much cake you got, it wouldn't make a difference (don't matter)
I'm tired of all you rappers wantin' free verses
The fuck up outta here this how I make a livin'
(That's how I make a livin')
I dive up in that pussy like Jamaican niggas
I spend all of my dollars on some Laker tickets (yup)
I think if I die young they gon' miss me too
I think I'm a buy guns maybe empty too (bla bla bla)
I think I'm a sell drugs to the kids at school
I think I'm a get buzzed if it gets me through
I think I'm a need to hide if they know where I live (yeah)
I think I'm a drink and drive til' I total the whip (whoa)
I think I'm a get high give her all of the dick
Even if she ain't mine so she knows what it is, wait
(She know what it is)
Hold up though
I'm ready to roll up on them, ready to mow them, make your motor boat
I blow the boat up, then be gone, I'm wonderin' what you notice though
A couple of hoes that I've been boning since a nigga was on it though
My nigga what's your worst fear? I been running from the start
Scared to be a man, tryna hustle in the dark
Running down the stairs, gotta hustle every March
Eating supper, getting filled, watch it rumble in the Bronx
I slip inside into the puddle of your heart
Nigga I don't trust you plus you never play the part
I been living in the ghetto where the devils pray to God, nigga
I said
I been living in the ghetto where the devils pray to God, hold up
I been living in the-
Yeah
Look
Get the fuck off of my dick
Wait a minute (wait a minute)
I'm a fuck your bitch to let my neighbor hit it (neighbor hit it)
She told me "maybe we could go on a date"
I told her "no way, but we could say we did it"
I'm such a lost soul, even my mom knows
That's why she hate a nigga (hate a nigga)
I'm such an asshole, even Superman, couldn't save a nigga
(Joyner)
Get the fuck off-
Of my cock
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
Lovely lyrics - Joyner Lucas
Fuck you doing in this motherfucker, huh?
Who sent you here?
Why you keep fronting like your friends are here?
Acting like you 'bout to be next this year
I mean the food gone, ain't nothing left to share
We done ate that shit
Funny how they told me to stack this year
Now a nigga get colder than central air
And your momma should aborted you and left you there, damn
I need a massage
Where the gay bitches when I need a ménage?
She said she got a porn tape that I needed to watch
And I remember days where I couldn't even get by
I couldn't even get mine
Couldn't pull a fine chick to save my life
And ain't nobody want to go with me to the prom
And now I got so many hoes I can't even decide
Real shit, believe it or not
The light skins love me like I'm Chico DeBarge
And I ain't give a fuck if you're sleeping or not
Time to wake niggas up, whoo!
Fuck you talking 'bout?
I be fronting to these hoes like I'm rich
And they don't know I got a room at my momma's house
You know it's always something bout the impressive ones
Working all week for my check to come
And I ain't make shit after taxes though
But it feel good not to stress so much
Know it's something coming in for now
And I can get my son a Nintendo now
Couple shirts and a damn Netflix account
That's it? Yep, but that's okay
I know that I'mma be alright, I ain't rich for now
But I got dreams I could live for now
And there's a whole lot of niggas doing worse than me
And that's as good as it's gonna get for now, 'cause
I ain't got much, but I feel loved
Just be real love
Just be real love
Just be
I ain't got much, but I'm way, way up high
Just be real love
Just be real love
Just be (ya ya ya)
I got work
I could split heads in a drive-by first
Blow your damn brains in your tie-dye shirt
And I ain't been the same since I got cursed
I gave my CD to Bad Boy and I got curbed
So when you see Diddy, tell him I got words
My shrink keep telling me to calm my nerves
But it's been a long time since I got heard
And don't nobody give a fuck when you starving though
They don't answer me when I'm hollering though
Try to cancel me like The Cosby Show
Until I put them hands on them like Rousey though
I got a hundred fans waiting in the lobby line
Taking shots like it's party time
Hands up, ain't nobody got to die
I just got four rings like the Audi sign
I just bought cocaine for a nigga to flip
Real shit, the bigger the brick
Now these hoes looking at the flick of the wrist
And I can take your girl out to chicken and shrimp
She said my head so big I could live in a blimp
Word? Well, listen to this
I remember watching MTV Cribs
Thinking how the fuck all these wack niggas get rich
While I'm eating TV dinners
You know, the ones with the meat in them?
Pause, I kinda wonder what they see in them
Got laid off from a job it was seasonal, geez
I think I'ma need a hit for now
We all got dreams we could live for now
But there's a whole lot of niggas doing worse than us
And that's as good as it's gonna get for now, 'cause
I ain't got much, but I feel loved
Just be real love
Just be real love
Just be-
I ain't got much, but I'm way, way up high
Just be real love
Just be real love
Just be- (ya, ya, ya)
And I'm feeling way, way up
And I'm looking way, way up
And my bitches way, way up
They miss that ya, ya
And she want that ya, ya
And I got that ya, ya
And we on that ya, ya
'said I'm feeling way, way up
Hold up, pause
We was trying to eat till they told us, "Nah"
I wonder how much a pair of Pradas cost
With the ice cream, bottles, and the Häagen-Dazs
Somebody getting robbed while this song is on
We just want cheese and the parmesan
I got a bitch at Mickey-D's, she be working at night
And she gon' let me hit it with pajamas on
Yea why these niggas think I'm playing with them
Let the paper hit them
You be copying, that's plagiarism
I be laying, sitting, standing on a fucking hater
Kick him in the face
Them niggas got me twisted, I ain't saving bitches
I got Sega Genesis
And I can play and finish if you want to pay attention
I'm hoping you wait a second
I'm broke and I pay the rent
I don't know how I freaking do it
I guess I don't really believe in losing
I've been a winner since I was a little nigga, nigga!
Hold up, stop
We was trying to win till they told us stop
The cops ran in trying to hold up spots
'Cause we were moving more O's than a donut shop, whoo!
I'm pissed for now
I thought I had dreams I could live for now
They told me there was niggas doing worse than me
Motherfucker this as good as it's gonna get for now, 'cause
I ain't got much, but I feel loved
Just be real love
Just be real love
Just be-
I ain't got much, but I'm way, way up high
Just be real love
Just be real love
Just be- (ya, ya, ya)
And I'm feeling way, way up
And I'm looking way, way up
And my bitches way, way up
They miss that ya, ya
And she want that ya, ya
And I got that ya, ya
And we on that ya, ya
'said I'm feeling way, way up
And I'm looking way, way up
And my bitches way, way up
They miss that ya, ya
And she want that ya, ya
And I got that ya, ya
And we on that ya, ya
'said I'm feeling way, way up
[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
FYM lyrics - Joyner Lucas (feat. Mystikal)
Picture me putting my city all over the map
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah)
They wasn't believers, I had to get even at math
(What, what, what, what)
Be coming, I'm pulling and jumping all over your grass
(Yeah, yeah, whoa, whoa, uh)
So tell all my bitches I got a new girl
Tell the police that I'm robbing the bank and I want all of my 50's in cash
Bitch, I'm tired of living, check to check
I need twenty models and some extra sex
Smiling in my grave, bitch I'm fresh to death
I've been drinking Wu-Tang with Inspectah Deck getting drunk (Skrt)
Yeah, I got some shit that I gotta just get off my chest
(Whoa, uh, uh, uh, yeah, damn)
I can admit I got lots on my list and you next (uh, uh)
Take it how you want it, I ain't famous like I want it
But I think I might just skrrt off, blow the speakers and turn up
Pop a bottle of Smirnoff, go to church with my shirt off
Tell the Lord that I'm here now, I've been waiting for so long
I've been patient for so long, breaking rules like there's no laws
And I did it for a long time
If you don't like me, take a ticket, there's a long line
Nice to meet me, hoe, I think the pleasure's all mine
Shit, they've been clocking me so long, I think they lost time
Ooh you lost your mind, nigga
Fuck you mean? Whoo! Hol' on
Goddamn it, nigga
Fuck you mean? Whoo!
And I don't trust a mothafucking soul
What the fuck you mean? Whoo!
Hol' up, whoa whoa whoa whoa
What the fuck you mean? Whoo! (Hol up now)
Look
Don't know what you thinkin', compare me to niggas is nothing
(Uh, uh, uh, what, what)
Adrenaline pumping and blood'll be leaking and running
(Word, word, yeah, yeah, uh)
Shit, I do what I do, I don't care if you like it or love it
(Nah, nah, uh, uh, Joyner)
Tell all of my bitches I got a new girl, wait
And tell the police that I'm robbing the bank and I want all my money in 100s
Bitch, I'm tired of living on the edge
I wanna sell drugs but they gon' call the feds
I just bought a brick and that shit cost an arm and leg
My momma told me, "Take it back and get a job instead"
(Where's your common sense, nigga?)
Me and the devil got too much in common, I swear
(Damn, uh, uh, damn, uh)
Born in the ghetto, I never had nothing to fear (nah, nah)
Take it how you want it, I ain't famous like I want it
So, I might just throw a hissy fit
Call up Cassie, ask her if she broke up with Diddy yet
I said shawty, if she's talking I ain't hitting it
Cause she gon' call her friends up and brag about the shit we did
Whoa, I ain't into pillow talking, go chop off your lips
If I ain't in your top ten, go dive off a bridge
My block boys got Glock fours that'll knock off your lid
I doubt you gon' pop off, so hop off my dick
Whoo!
Nigga, fuck you mean? Whoo!
Goddamn it, I said fuck you mean?!
Listen, I don't trust a muthafucking soul
Nigga, no, nigga, fuck you mean?!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
What the fuck you mean?!
You thought I was finished, you thought it was over?
You thought I retired, you thought I went fishing with Kobe?
Nigga, I'm still as the illest, considered as one of the coldest
Still-a pull apart in a rapper head like Moses, mm-hm
I'm throwback like I'm Motorola
But hoe, I'm cooler than a cup of yogurt
Black flag, Crip boy, truck soldier
I'm cool with drug lords and Ayatollah's
Rap god, cyclops and ogre
Bitch I'm King Kong, ain't nobody told ya?
Fuck you think bro still smoking?
Aww fuck it, I'm Bobby Brown, 'bout to go get loaded
Retarded Paul McCartney, bitch I'm rich
I'm Muhammad Ali, I talk shit
I'm James Brown, bout to tear down this bitch
I'm Michael Jackson, bitch I'm bad as bad gon' get (oww!)
Fuck you mean?
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
Yo, this is the third time this week
That you failed to pick up your son, and I'm just so confused
Like I find it funny that you stay in the studio laying something down
Slanging mixtapes but you have yet to bring home diapers
And lay your kid down and go to sleep
On Snapchat talking 'bout, "Where's the plug?"
Like I'm sure he's at National Grid tryna cut my lights back on
Like "a dollar and a dream" ass career
And you can't even come home and give us a dollar for some fucking milk
I'm not doing this with you, keep it 100, my nigga
Keep It 100 lyrics - Joyner Lucas
[Joyner Lucas:]
Keep it a 100
Uhh
Yeah
Somebody told me money rules the world
I know you heard that shit
Money's the root to all evil
Blessings and murder shit
I slaved away for ten hours a day at work and just finally got my check but the ATM isn't working, shit
Oh, there it go
Damn, it's hot as hell
Punch in a pin code and grab a hundred dollar bill
I snatched it up and went back to my wheels
Hit up the plug and said "I know you got some bud, I need that with some pills"
Meet me outside the gas station on Park Ave, I'll be waiting
Then put the cash in the glove compartment as I sat waiting
Damn, yo where's this nigga at?
Bout to light a cigarette while I...
Oh, there he go
Open up the glove compartment and told em to light this
Come around and drive inside and, act normal like we ain't making a transaction
Take that (what up, what up)
I dapped him up and got to sliding
He crinkled it up, walked off and put it in his pocket
Off to the strip club with some drinks and some orders
He pull that hundred out his pocket, uncrinkled the corners
Stageside, watching this one bitch shaking and twirling
Busted it open all exotic and maybe she's foreign
She making eye contact
She got on eye contacts
She sees that Benjamin Frank, she keep her eyes on that
She's thinking "I want that"
He takes a sip of his glass
She bend over, he slaps her ass and puts some ones in her crack
He whispers in her ear "How long are you here?
Tell me you single... Oh, you got a man?
Fuck, I don't care
Tell him I'm queer
Save my name as Susan in your contacts
And fuck your relationship, I ain't worried about that
Can I use that red marker, sir?
Let me write my number on this hundred for you
Make sure you hit me up when your boyfriend can't do nothing for you
(508) -507-2209"
She got home and opened her purse as soon as she gets to the door
Counting them dollars, smoking tree while she sit on the floor
I don't think she like how this shit make her feel
But you gotta do what you gotta do when it's time for paying bills
For real
She wanna get high now, uhh
Grab the Benjamin off the floor, she feeling alive now, uhh
Few grams of coke on the table
That's the right now, uhh
She rolled a hundred up and stuck it up her nose like
That's what she call heaven's door
That's what she call Snow White, the white without seven dwarfs
She throw a hundred back at her purse and headed down to the store
She needed blunts for the gas
She needed gas for the Ford
She needed eggs and some dill
She needed cheese and some milk
She needed change
[Cashier:]
"What what number is that?
I said what number is that on the bill, what is that?
Yes, in red, it's like a phone number
What is this?
Never mind"
[Joyner Lucas:]
"Aye aye, don't you make one muthafucking move
Empty that register
I know you don't need my help
Hurry the fuck up, look
Don't make me repeat myself
Gimme the cash, follow instructions, don't be fucking moving
Cause I'd hate to kill you over something stupid
Now hand me the bread and place your hands on top of your head
Take my tough advice
Turn around and count to a hundred if you love your life"
Now keep it a 100
Uhh, keep it a 100
Yeah, keep it a 100
One hundred
Keep it a 100
Yo
Somebody told me money rules the world
I know you heard that shit
Money's the root to all evil
Blessings and murder shit
He put that hundred inside of collection plate on Sunday too
Hope that it'll take away your sins
Maybe someday soon
But anyway they covered the plate and just continued praying
After church the pastor opened it up and started saying
"Lord forgive me but I need this, I've been really static"
And he grabbed the hundred off the top and started staring at it
Held it up to see if it's real or fake
Then looked around to make sure nobody was looking
And then he took it
Damn
Off to the streets with the Lord
Off to go find him a whore
A hundred bucks in the dash and now he riding the course
He see some bitch on the corner
He told her hop in the car
And then she opened the door
"Come on bitch, yo hurry the fuck up
I ain't tryna get caught up"
Then continued driving his stuff
Looking for a spot in the cut
"-How much for head?
-A hundred
-Now how much for sex?
-A hundred
-Damn, a hundred?
-Come on, that's not a lot
-Fuck
-Why you playing?
-Nah, I'm just saying, that's a lot, bitch
Like gotta calm down, damn"
Now she making eye contact
She got on eye contacts
She see that Benjamin Frank
She keep her eyes on that
She's thinking "I want that"
He pulls his dick out his pants
"Ooh God, it's good"
Transaction complete
And she went back to the streets
Back to the cash at the leash
She back to get back on her knees
And she don't like how this shit make her feel
But you gotta do what you gotta do when it's time for paying bills
For real
She wanna retire soon, she swear to God
[Smack]
She looked up and seen the hand of God
Oh my God
Forgot she had a pimp
That nigga been looking for her ass for days
Took every single dollar and left her eye black and gray
He be on the corner jamming getting drunk that-a-way
7-Eleven gambling throwing all his cash away, yup
Some say that money rule the world
I know you heard that shit
Money the root to all evil
Blessings and murder shit
Yeah, that pimp just lost that hundred dollars in that dice game
He said "I should've just bet that shit on tonight's game"
Whatever nigga, nice game
The homie who won it walked off with the hundred
Then opened up his wallet
Stuck it inside and then put it in his pocket
Started stomping and running
Feeling so good, started hopping and jumping
Money flopping and rumbling
His eyes is as big as his smile
No stopping him from the prow
He's jogging, skipping around
Till his wallet fell on the ground
A hundred sticking halfway out
In the back of a halfway house
For like three weeks
So don't even ask me how
Check it
A homeless man walks by
Sees a wallet, opens his eyes
And then grabs it, opens to check what's inside and to a surprise
It's money
A couple dollars, a hundred bill with some writing
A number written in red
If he had a phone he would call, but he doesn't
So he says "fuck it, it's mine"
And I'm really hungry and thirsty
I want some beer, a beef jerky
Maybe some ten percent juice
And if the store's open, I need some cigarettes too
True
He walked into the same store on the block
Just so happen to be the same exact store that got robbed
What a coincidence
That shit is just as weird as I thought
The clerk rang him out and said
"That'll be eighteen, twenty-five"
And then he held that hundred out with the red number written on top
And then everything stopped
[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:]
Mr. Lucas, Officer Michael Bradley with the police department
Trying to get a hold of you now, this is the third time calling
I need to speak to you with regards to some serious charges
You need to get back to me as soon as possible
Or we'll be showing up at your door with about 10 officers and some handcuffs. Choice is yours
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
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)
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