Zim Zimma lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Zim Zimma (Zim Zimma)

Who got the keys to my motherfuckin' Bimmer?

Bitch, I ain't no iller...

Yeah

I want a 'Rari, I'm feelin' godly (Woah)

Wonder how much that gon' cost me, they feelin' saucy (Buck, buck)

Niggas know that I'm a problem, they'll never solve me (Buck, buck, buck)

If you came to start some drama, then bring an army

I've been goin' fuckin' fast and it got me swervin'

I know that I'm a child of God, but they want me cursed in

I've been trappin' out the Ozark, I'm Marty Byrdin' (Oh, oh)

And I've been hard at work, yeah, ho, you just hardly workin'

If it wasn't for this rap shit, I'd be movin' kilos

Front the pack from my connect then cop a few casinos

Used to fake it 'til I made it just to boost my ego

Stashin' money in my shirt, they thought I grew some chichos, oh no

I got some new wheels, uh-uh

Tired of kids, they think that we in school still, ah-ah

Play me, you gon' find out how the tool feel, ah-ah

Fuck around and you gon' find out who's real, ah-ah

Who, yeah, ah-ah

Zim Zimma (Zim Zimma)

Who got the keys to my motherfuckin' Bimmer?

Bitch, I used to dream of this

I ain't that nigga you could

Play with, nigga, that's dangerous (Oh)

Told 'em I was raised in the basement

Twin AKs in the playpen

Take your face, rearrange it

I can turn eggs into bacon (Yeah)

I can serve base with a apron

Niggas been waitin' to hate it (True)

I got a Beamer and I'm anxious to race it

Vroom right past you (Vroom right past you)

Cops keep followin' a nigga, that's bad news

I don't like hassles (I don't like hassles)

Suck it down Remy and I'm feelin' like Papoose

Hope I don't crash you (Hope I don't crash you)

Lil' bird bitch with me and I call a ho Zazu

Mind your bidness (Mind your bidness)

Fuck your opinion, nobody asked you, woah

Look (Yeah), this that WAP-WAP shit (Yeah)

Shit'll make a nigga wanna stop, drop, shit (Buck)

Roll when you hit 'em with the Glock-Glock, bitch (Buck, buck)

Semi-automatic if a nigga really think he want static

Now a nigga doin' pop-lock, bitch

Oh, you thought you was a hotshot, bitch? (Oh)

Now you want a crown with a hotshot, bitch (Hey)

Nigga, I was raised on the block-block, bitch

This is my time, no stopwatch, bitch

All of my whips is top-notch, bitch

How to get a plug at the chop shop, bitch

Even my son got pop rocks, bitch

Fuckin' your bitch, don't cock block, bitch

I get your bitch, at my casa, bitch

She gon' ride my drop top, bitch

Zim Zimma (Zim Zimma)

Who got the keys to my motherfuckin' Bimmer?

Bitch, I used to dream of this

I ain't that nigga you could

I got some bands, now they got they hands out (Hey)

All them hoes that have a man now, they pull my pants down

They know they don't got no chance now, bitch, I'm the man now (Hey, hey)

Used to be my only fan, she got OnlyFans now

Yeah, I'm swervin', I got road rage, I feel like OJ

I don't wear no fuckin' Dolce, I smell like olé (Joyner)

I might go back to my old ways, she want her soul saved

I done traded in my soulmate and got a gold chain

Okay

I came up way under-privileged, poverty livin' and I ain't had nothin' but scraps (Yeah)

I had to watch niggas winnin' and drivin' in foreigns and I was just stuck in the back (Word)

I had to learn me the bidness so once I applied it, I made me a couple of racks (Yeah)

I had ménages with Nicki and Cardi and Megan and then I woke up from a nap

Ooh (Ooh)

I had a Bugatti and then I woke up in the trap (Yeah)

I had a couple of friends I left in the past 'cause they don't do nothin' but cap (Yeah)

I know a couple of niggas that don't know the bidness and they don't do nothin' but rap (Yeah)

Fuck it I guess I'll just shut up and drive, I got me a Beamer, I'm runnin' the lap

Zim Zimma (Zim Zimma)

Who got the keys to my motherfuckin' Bimmer?

Bitch, I used to dream of this

I ain't that nigga you could

Yeah, put me inside of a room with niggas you think that are better than me

I crush them inevitably, and leave them as dead as can be

That go to any nigga who's steppin' to me, they all come second to me

My words are weapons to me- I burn it, second degree

And get it, and I'm sicker than any nigga that's sick, and I got it sick and it shiverin'

Even Ritalin couldn't get rid of the kid in him

You gotta be kiddin', I'm trippin', I kinda feel like a kid again (Rah, rah, rah)

And, yeah, I got somethin' to say

I ain't with the games, I ain't come to play

Nigga, you confused, you a broad, go tuck your leg

You trapped in the wrong body like Young M.A (Buck, buck)

I need my money like andale

Got a one-inch blade, get cut then we run that fade

I ain't really with the dumb ass shade

I come back brave, get clapped when I run back sayin'

Zim Zimma (Zim Zimma)

Yeah, ayy

All the girls, dem sugar

I'm a trill ass nigga, I'm a Mike Jack thriller

I'm a VJ killer, I'ma get 'em long-range, Reggie Miller

Watch me swerve on a nigga

Zim Zimma (Zim Zimma)

Yeah, yeah

All the girls, dem sugar

I'm a trill ass nigga (Buck, buck), I'm a Mike Jack thriller (Buck, buck)

I'm a VJ killer, I'ma get 'em long-range, Reggie Miller

Watch me swerve on a nigga

Zim Zimma (Zim Zimma)

Tattle Tales (Skit) lyrics - Joyner Lucas

[Christine:]

Excuse me, Ms. Nelson? Joyner said something mean to Cory

[Ms. Nelson:]

He did? Well, that wasn't very nice of him, was it?

Joyner

[Joyner Lucas:]

Yes, Ms. Nelson!

[Ms. Nelson:]

Can you come here, please?

[Joyner Lucas:]

Coming!

[Ms. Nelson:]

So I was just informed that you said something mean to Cory

[Joyner Lucas:]

That's not true, she's lying!

[Ms. Nelson:]

Joyner...

[Cory:]

Yeah, he did! He told me I was-

[Ms. Nelson:]

Now, before we figure out anything, I just wanna point out that what Christine came up and told me wasn't her business, was it?

[Joyner Lucas & Cory:]

No

[Ms. Nelson:]

And what Christine actually did was what?

[Joyner Lucas & Cory:]

Tattle taled

[Ms. Nelson:]

That's right! She tattle taled. And we don't like tattle tales very much, do we?

[Joyner Lucas & Cory:]

No

[Ms. Nelson:]

Cory, what's another name for tattle tale?

[Cory:]

Snitch!

[Ms. Nelson:]

That's right! Snitch. And what Christine just did was snitch on Joyner

[Cory:]

Aha!

[Ms. Nelson:]

And like the saying goes, "Snitches get" what?

[Joyner Lucas & Cory:]

"Stitches!"

[Ms. Nelson:]

Say it again! "Snitches get" what?

[Joyner Lucas & Cory:]

"Stitches!"

[Ms. Nelson:]

One more time! "Snitches get" what?

[Joyner Lucas & Cory:]

"Stitches! "

Snitch lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Hey, let me clarify something for you

You're looking at a lot of fucking time

So this is completely up to you

We can do this the easy way (Snitch)

Or we can do it the hard way (Snitch)

I need some fucking information (Snitch)

And I need it, right now (Snitch)

This your motherfuckin' conscience, nigga don't even do it

Don't start actin' like a bitch 'cause you forgot where you goin'

You made choices that done put you here and now you just ruined

And I don't care 'bout why you did it or who got you influenced

Nah, don't listen to that nigga, that ain't good advice

If you cooperate then it's your chance to save your life

Just tell 'em what they wanna know, and you won't pay the price

Some would call it snitchin', but for me I call it make it right

Man fuck that "make it right shit", you gotta sit, do your bid

You should've thought about this shit, before you did what you did

Give a fuck about your family or your bitch or your kids

You either gon' respect the code or your gon' get what you give

Who gives a fuck about the codes? No one follow codes

We both know that jail ain't the place you wanna go

Somebody fuckin' on your bitch, you tryna call her phone

If I was you I'd tell them boys everything they wanna know

Psssh, okay, let's think about this, let's embrace it

Let's make an illustration

Let's say you switch up with it and bitch up and make a statement

Now niggas in jail, that nigga ain't tellin', had no snitch temptations

Now you might be free but you might get killed for givin' up information

And if you don't get killed then that's a wrap

Everybody gon' know you as a rat

Won't get no respect for the rest of your life, nobody will know you after that

You might just run but you never could hide

How long you hopin' that'll last, 'fore they catch you slippin' and give you somethin' that you know you had to have?

Fuck that, let's say you keep your mouth shut and take the blame for it

Now you need money on your books ain't no one payin' for it

No visitations or no letters, you've been waitin' for

That pussy you've been cravin' for, you may not get laid no more

And all them niggas that you call your brothers'll be ghost

The only one who got you is your mother if you close

A bunch of niggas screamin' free you and makin' post

No one show up to your trial, niggas pray that you get smoked

Man, please tell me you ain't 'bout to take this suckas advice?

Your kids'll grow up, knowin' that you just a sucka for life

Lackin' morals and integrity, it come with a price

And if you fold then you should know, that we ain't nothin' alike

And if you leavin' here tonight, you better cop a burner

Don't fuck around and be somebody ain't nobody heard of

Now here's your choice be a man or be somebody murdered

It's either you can take the stand or you'll be Bobby Shmurda

Free Bobby Shmurda (Shmurda, Shmurda, Shmurda, Shmurda)

Alright

So it was me, C-Dot, Killa, Rico and Vic

Cut the shit (Shit, shit, shit)

Who is Rico? Who is Vic? (Snitch)

I want their real names (Snitch)

Killa's name is Jonathan Taylor (Snitch)

And Rico's Michael McCormick (Snitch)

And Vic (Snitch), he was the person, pretty much

He was like the head of the operation

(Snitch (Snitch, snitch))

(Snitch (Snitch, snitch))

(Snitch (Snitch, snitch))

(Snitch (Snitch, snitch))

What's up now, nigga?

[*gunshot*]

Str8 Like Dat lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Yeah (Buck, buck)

Middle fingers to my foes, straight like that (Yeah)

This the truest story ever told, straight like that (Straight, uh)

On my phone, we speakin' codes, straight like that (Brrr)

This the shit that keep them on they toes, straight like that (Buck, buck)

How many niggas reach they goals? Straight like that (Hey)

How many niggas folded? So they toes, straight like that (Uh)

Cut you off, you had to go, straight like that (Woo)

I just need some space for me to grow, straight like that (Yeah)

If it's fuck me, then it's fuck you, straight like that (Buck, buck)

You ain't hard to find for me touch you, straight like that (Ah)

Had to grind, had to hustle, straight like that (Yeah)

Gained a piece of mind from the struggle, straight like that (Uh)

Multi-platinum sellin' millionaire, straight like that (Buck)

Those you think I owe 'em wasn't there, straight like that (Yeah)

A couple dollars in the prayers, straight like that (Woah)

Ain't a single nigga that I fear, straight like that (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, I done shed a couple tears, straight like that (Hey)

Pourin' liquor for those who ain't here, straight like that (Uh)

Since you gon' make me disappear, straight like that (Yeah)

Then you gon' have to prove it, that's a dare, straight like

You weren't afraid of them runnin' it (Woo)

Give it the way that you wanted it (Oh)

I never knew what the money would do

If I knew, then I wouldn't want none of it (Buck, buck)

Niggas I thought I was cool with is schemin'

But they wanna dap me in public

I'm startin' to think that I'm numb to it

I wear my heart on my sleeve, but decided to cover it (Rrah)

Wonder how crazy my son'd get (Buck)

I wrote a book, and then buried and covered it

Hope that he'd never discover it

Wonder if he only knew all the shit that the other kids

I gotta put me in front of it (Hey)

I want it all and they only want some of it

I think I need me a ton of it

They wanted drama until I decided to come

Straight like that, straight like that, straight like that, straight

(Straight, straight, straight, straight)

Straight like that, straight like that, straight like that, straight

(Straight, straight)

Yeah (Buck, buck), look

Sober minds is my regime, straight like that (Woah, yeah)

I don't do no drugs or sip no lean, straight like that, yeah (Skkrt)

Crack turned my cousin to a fiend, straight like that (Fact)

I just hope that one day he might get clean, straight like that

Pop this shit, I'll make a scene, straight like that (Pop)

I might take this shit to the extreme, straight like that (Crack, yeah)

Twenty-nine, bitch, that's my team, straight like that

If they don't buy my shit, then they gon' stream, straight like that (Oh-oh)

New bitch in my crib, I might just dick her, straight like that (Stripper)

I just flip her over, I don't kiss her, straight like that (Yeah)

I ain't fallin' for no stripper, straight like that (Never)

I said fuck the labels and got richer, straight like that

Used to struggle, now we icey, straight like that (Icey)

Hope my daughter don't meet no one like me, straight like that (Word)

If she do, he gotta fight me, straight like that (Brrap)

Someone gotta pay as shit get pricey straight like that

Hope in the four and I'm swervin' it (Ah)

They want a dish and I'm servin' it (Ah)

Word to the niggas who thought I was leavin'

I told 'em I'm stayin', it's permanent (Buck)

Typical nigga been hurtin' these women

They feelings, they wasn't deservin' it

I broke their heart and I'm sure of it

I did some damage, I hope that one day I can learn from it (Buck, buck, buck)

That probably won't be the first of it (Yeah)

I'm on a journey, I feel like a journalist

Never had many alternatives

Only way out is to murder it, I gotta murder it (Ah-ah)

I bet that you be observin' it

I'm all the way up and I'm feelin' the turbulence

I need my peace, you disturbin' it

You put some drop up inside my pocket and it's startin' to

Straight like that, straight like that, straight like that, straight

(Straight like, straight like, straight like)

Straight like that, straight like that, straight like that, straight

(Straight)

Fall Slowly lyrics - Joyner Lucas (feat. Ashanti)

Fall slowly

Fall slowly

I love you more than I love myself

If I weren't with you, I can't picture me with someone else

And every time we separate it's like we under spells

'Cause when we hurt each other we come back to help each other heal

You say I'm crazy, but at least you know my love is real

But shit, you crazy too, and that's why they say love is hell

And it's forever, so I hope you never up and bail

And if you ever left me for someone, you gon' get someone killed

You know the vibes we on be like some movie shit (Word)

And we don't always get along, but when we do, we lit (Lit)

I never understood love or what it truly is until I met you

Now we just inseparable until we trip (Yeah)

And every time you try to leave, I'm chasin' after you (Chasin' after you)

And every time I go, I keep on comin' back to you (Comin' back)

'Cause you belong to me, and I'm the other half of you

And as much as I need you, deep down I know I'm bad for you

You know I'm bad for you (Bad for you, bad for you)

Fallin' slowly, fallin' slowly

Fallin' slowly, fallin' slowly

You're not perfect, but you make life worth it

Maybe that's why we stick together like cursive (Like cursive)

Hella toxic, but I know that I'm determined

If we can make it through the fire, we can breathe inside a furnace (Facts)

Your family never liked me, they all think that I'm a burden

They know when we're together you're a different type of person (True)

Whenever things get bad, it never seems like it's worth it

It's like we're drownin' really fast until we get back to the surface

And we never learnin' self-love (Yeah)

So we been there for each other when no one else was (No one else was)

And all the times I was broke and you kept me held up

And got me back focused or held me down when I felt stuck (Word)

And every time I try to leave, you're chasin' after me (Chasin' after me)

And every time you leave, you keep on comin' back to me (Comin' back)

'Cause I belong to you, and you're the other half of me

And as much as you need me, deep down you know you're bad for me

You know you're bad for me

Fallin' slowly, fallin' slowly

Fallin' slowly, fallin' slowly

I love you more than I love myself

If you weren't with me, I can't picture you with someone else

And every time we separate it's like we under spells

'Cause when we hurt each other we come back to help each other heal

You say I'm crazy, but at least you know my love is real

But shit, you crazy too, and that's why they say love is hell

And it's forever, so I hope you never up and bail

And if you ever left me for someone, you gon' get someone killed (Killed, killed, killed)

The swing that takes me now

Of crawlin' down me skin

Hold me by your name

Hold me 'til the end

The Problem lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Look, pour me a drink

I don't do liquor, I know what you think

This is a vibe

This that shit that make niggas get fly and go on a date

Fly to Dubai, order a steak

I got a shawty, she told me she loved me

I know that she mean it, don't know what to say

She want a nigga to go all the way

She want a

She want that feelin' that she on a mission to find what she missin'

She need the commitment but don't wanna wait

I need a break, I need (A break)

She need a hubby

I wish I could love like I did in my twenties

I wish I was me back when I had no money

I wish I could give her all that she want from me

And I know it hurts (Yeah)

I got a diamond, don't know what it's worth

Don't know what is worse

Sleepin' alone or sleepin' with someone you know you gon' hurt

Layin' with someone you know that you killin'

And deep down inside, you know that she willin' to stay and just ride

Just hopin' that one day this shit'll be fine

But what if it isn't? Or what if I'm wrong?

What am I missin'? Where do I belong?

She got a vision and I never listen

I think I been lookin' for somethin' that never existed

I'm dealin' with scars that never be fixin'

I know that I'm guilty of every conviction (Yeah)

Now how can I look in the mirror and talk to myself

When I know I ain't ready to listen or ready to fix it? (Woo)

I just packed the ride (Woo)

That's a vibe

I ain't perfect, but I try

She said, "That's a lie

You know you just sabotage" (Hey)

Girl, you cold

You know I'm in love with you but I ain't done bein' a ho

I got a shawty beside of me (Woo)

She ain't got shit that she proud of me (Hey)

She never trip up or lie to me

She never bicker or brother me (Buck)

I got a bitch with a Rolls-Royce

She wanna pull up beside of me (Woah)

She never get in my way

And don't ever complain about spendin' no time with me

I got a, I got a shawty that give me up (Hey)

I don't need no one to trip me up (Yeah)

Too many hoes wanna keep me down

I got a bitch that'll pick me up

She wanna suck me and lick me up (Woah)

I got a ho that'll spoil me

Treat me like royalty

I gotta live it up (Woah)

None of these women can get enough

I got a, I got a shawty with hella ambition

Somebody who trust and believe in my vision

And keep to herself and don't be in my business

Won't talk to nobody, not even my niggas (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I swear that her booty's a heavy addiction

I just wanna hit it in every position

I'm very consistent

I don't wanna cuddle, she very submissive with every decision (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

And shawty a boss

She got my, she got my back and she 'bout it (Yeah)

If I try to pay for the bill, she tell me, "Don't worry, my nigga, I got it" (Got it)

Baddest lil' bitch in the Hills, her body amazin', I'm talkin' exotic (You heard?)

Shawty be cookin' me meals and fuckin' me crazy

I'm talkin' demonic, I'm talkin' neurotic

But I ain't in love with these bitches, I'm not gonna reach (Woo, woo, woo)

I hate that the woman I love has gotta compete (Woo, woo, woo)

But I'm tryna figure the reason I'm incomplete

Nobody perfect and not even me

I figured all of these hoes can solve the problem, well maybe the problem is me

Hey, babe (Hey, babe)

I just found love and I never had a love like you

Hey, babe (Hey, babe)

I just found love and I never had a love like you

Baby (Baby)

I just want love and I never had a love like you

Baby (Baby)

I just found love and I never had someone like you

(I keep fallin', I keep fallin')

Lately

I been on the drugs and I never had no one like you

(I keep fallin', I keep fallin')

Baby

I been down on luck and I been out on us like you

(I keep fallin', I keep fallin')

Lately

I been on the drugs and I never had no one like you

(I keep fallin', I keep fallin')

Baby

I can't fall in love and know I can love like

I just found love and I never had a love like you

I just want love and I never had a love like you

Baby (Baby)

Legend lyrics - Joyner Lucas (feat. Rick Ross)

Shit, I close my eyes sometimes and I just think, like...

Like, did you really do this shit, my nigga? Like...

Is this shit even real, cuz?

Ha, this shit crazy (Buck, buck, buck, buck)

I go to sleep and I try to wake up with a clear conscience and shit, you feel me? Like...

I done been through the mud, nigga

Sacrificed a lot to get to the endzone, my nigga

Just tryna give our kids a better life than we had, my nigga (Buck, buck, buck, buck)

I always wanted to change the cycle and

Create a new generation and pass down everything I worked for, my nigga

I'm just, I'm just thinkin' out loud

Look (Yeah)

I wonder where life would probably take me, yeah

Won't break me, yeah

I show some love to niggas who hate me, yeah (Yeah)

That's crazy, yeah

I kept my cool without no AC, yeah (Word)

Got somethin' to prove, I jumped in the pool and now I'm wavy, yeah (Splash)

And lately, I've been tryna hold my blessings

You talk to God, but you don't know the message

Those are lessons (Yeah)

Walkin' in circles without no direction

No exceptions (Woah)

Don't give advice if you don't know the pressure

Close your lips 'cause half of you more full of shit than colon cleansers (Woo!)

I was born in inside a manger (Word)

And no one ever did me favors, now I'm highly favored (Yeah)

I finally made it out the hood, now I ain't got no neighbors (Nope)

So before you talk to me, you gotta sign a waiver (Woo)

Post-traumatic stress disorder keep my conscience racin'

Deep inside my thoughts

Wonder how much I can grow if I just even out my flaws (Yeah)

How I teach myself I'm still a winner even when I lost?

And if I lose, I know I'll still be on even when I'm off

I took my chances and I'm eatin' now

I'm finally learnin' all the shit I used to read about

Now I could live all of the shit I used to dream about

'Cause niggas tried to leave me out

But I learned to get revenge through my success and so we even now (Buck, buck)

I stare at my reflection 'cause I like what I see (I like what I see)

All them years at CVS workin' them nights on my feet (Nights on my feet)

Ain't a nigga where I'm from'll reach the heights that I'll reach (Word)

I'll risk it all to give this life to my seed (Buck)

And if I die today, I'm goin' out a fuckin' legend

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

They gon' play this when I'm gone and I'll be resurrected

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh (Look)

Said if I die today, I'm goin' out a fuckin' legend

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

And if they play this when I'm gone, then I'll be resurrected

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

M-M-M-M-Maybach Music

I done seen a couple niggas lose they life over a dollar (Huh)

And they hit the hardest when it's not an outsider

Better keep your money close 'cause that's the only thing that's honest

Everybody thuggin' 'til they gotta face your honor

'64 Impala, hoppin', scrapin', bumpin' chronic

Ridin' solo 'cause these pussy-niggas out here countin' pockets (Huh)

Stackin' all my money, at the same time, lackin' knowledge

Homegrown in the south, it's in my blood and body-body (Oh)

You say you own your masters, can you tell me what they worth?

I still be havin' flashes 'cause it came from doin' dirt

Fifty restaurants all poppin' and I still be poppin' Percs (Huh)

Get you to support, but then they rob you for your merch (Why?)

Shot her in the foot, what pussy-boy, you rockin' skirts (Gang)

PJ to Miami where you know who got to work

Got the condo on the beaches, let the bitches come and twerk (Twerk)

Woke up out a coma, fuck around and fuck a nurse

And if I die today, I'm goin' out a fuckin' legend

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh (Huh)

They gon' play this when I'm gone and I'll be resurrected

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh (Look)

Said if I die today, I'm goin' out a fuckin' legend

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

And if they play this when I'm gone, then I'll be resurrected

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

And if I die today, I'm goin' out a fuckin' legend

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

They gon' play this when I'm gone and I'll be resurrected

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

Said if I die today, I'm goin' out a fuckin' legend

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

I was lookin' to the Dope Boys in the FUBU (Yeah, yeah)

And if they play this when I'm gone, then I'll be resurrected

Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

Now they lookin' up to us, you heard me? (Uh)

Father's Day (Skit) lyrics - Joyner Lucas

[Teacher:]

So today is Father's Day

And I asked you guys to create a beautiful card for your fathers today

I'm sure your dad would love this!

I'm just going to quietly walk around the room, and look at the wonderful card you made

[Teacher:]

This is beautiful

This is nice

[Kid:]

Thanks

[Teacher:]

Sandra, I love this one!

Is that a picture of you and your dad?

[Kid:]

Yeah that's me and my dad

[Teacher:]

That's beautiful

Nice, nice!

[Kid:]

Thank you!

[Teacher:]

Oh well, Joyner, what is this?

This part says "Happy Father's Day, stepdad"

Why don't you create one for your real dad?

[Joyner:]

I don't have a real dad

[Teacher:]

Well isn't that unfortunate? That explains a lot

So anyone with a real dad, take you cards and place them in your backpack

Joyner, I'm gonna hold on to yours, and maybe one day

You'll have a change of heart

Remember, you only get one dad

Keep that in mind

[Joyner:]

Yeah, yeah

Like A River lyrics - Joyner Lucas (feat. Elijah James)

In sweet dreams, I kid myself

Have your love for good

I really had hoped you'd stay

But like the river, you just come and go

And these things, they comfort me

When my mind's on you

And I feel you comfort me

But like the river, it just comes and goes

I used to think that you was Superman when I was younger (Yeah)

Findin' comfort in your voice when I was down and under

Put you on a pedestal and now I kinda wonder if that made sense

'Cause I'm convinced you showed a lot of colors (Yeah)

All them nights I was alone, I hid inside the covers

Used to argue with my moms whenever I was stubborn (Facts)

I never warmed up to the idea of a step-dad because he wasn't you

And you and him ain't even like each other (Word)

Used to bring me 'round your girlfriends as I recall

I thought one or two was cool, but I ain't like 'em all

'Cause all you ever did was argue 'bout who's right or wrong

And you ain't have no job, so you would sit at home and light a bong (Yeah)

Used to crave for your attention, but I never got it

And everything you said we'd do is just another promise

You had dreams of bein' famous and I never doubted

But I started rhymin' to impress you, if we bein' honest (Facts)

But we can have some bondin' time and maybe pow-wow

A father/son relationship that we can smile 'bout

At time's you got abusive and I had to bow down

Or keep on makin' music to try and compete with Bow Wow

Your father died when you was young, I think that made a scar

I started thinkin' maybe that's why you the way you are (Nah)

End of the day, no excuse for how you played your part

Told myself when I became a father, I'ma raise the bar (Word)

We had a lot of fallin' outs and didn't talk for years

And all them birthdays and holidays got awfully weird

You throw me in a foster home and I was brought to tears

Livin' with some strangers, feelin' anxious, I was lost and scared (Yeah)

And now I'm starin' at the river tryna get across

And all I see is apparitions of what never was

And everything I used to wish for is dead and lost

And if I never see your ass again, I'll be better off

I'll be better off (Yeah)

You are so negative (Uh)

And you say you know

But you know a goddamn thing

Like the river, you just run and go

You say you could do good

And better you know

But you tried no goddamn thing

Like the river, I'ma run from you

I told myself I wouldn't write a song, but fuck it, I did

Oftentimes, I sit and wonder if it's somethin' I did

Or maybe I was immature, but is it somethin' I said?

I can't help but feel the feelin' that there's somethin' I missed

I told you somethin' happened to me and you ain't protect me (Yeah)

You tried to say you ain't believe me as you disrespect me (Facts)

And plus, you never had my back, in fact, you may resent me in a way

'Cause everythin' I say, you try to use against me (Word)

And I never knew your other kids, but I knew of 'em (True)

I'm not really sure if I like 'em, but I do love 'em (Do)

Shit, I don't even think you knew but just a few of 'em

'Cause all your baby mothers stayed away to keep you from 'em (Word)

You probably out fillin' they heads with shit that's not the truth

You probably told 'em that I switched up when I got some loot (Uh)

You probably told 'em that I'm greedy and I'm not so cool

That I worship the devil and I sold my soul to cop a pool (Yeah)

I worked my ass off to get rich, let's not confuse

I sacrificed my whole twenties just so I can move (True)

While everybody else was chillin', hangin' out with crews

I was writin' a plan to finally win while tryin' not to lose (True)

I still remember signin' my deal and you got hella funny

And at that time, you probably figured I had hella money (Yeah)

But I only got a small advance, so I ain't even get a chance to hold you down

'Cause then you started gettin' jealous of me

But I'm worth a couple million now, I turned out fine (Yeah)

I copped my moms a big crib and went and got mine

An indoor pool with a house made and I'm not lyin' (Nope)

A happy son who loves his dad, it's about time (Yeah)

But I'm still starin' at the river tryna get across

And all I see is apparitions of what never was

And everything I used to wish for is dead and lost

And if I never see your ass again, then I'll be better off

I think I'll be better off

Karma comes back and it's co-co-comin' (Co-co-comin')

Treatin' me bad and I'm ru-ru-runnin' (Ru-ru-runnin')

Karma comes back and it's co-co-comin' (Co-co-comin')

Treatin' me bad, I'm ru-ru-runnin' (Ru-ru-runnin')

And congratulations, nigga, you won

And all the love you never gave me, I can give to my son

Eternal love to my child, we'll forever be one

Thanks to you, I know the man that I would never become

Never become

ADHD (2020)

• Screening Evaluation (Skit)
• I Lied (Intro)
• ISIS
• The War
• Chris (Skit)
• I Love
• Devil's Work
• Lotto
• Kevin (Skit)
• Gold Mine
• Finally
• 10 Bands
• Revenge
• Comprehensive Evaluation (Skit)
• ADHD
• Still Can't Love
• Will
• Broke And Stupid 

Screening Evaluation (Skit) lyrics - Joyner Lucas

So listen, buddy.

I'm gonna give you a little test, okay?

Okay.

Is that okay, buddy?

This test is call a Rorschach test and it's a test that we give to smart kids like you so we can see how smart you really are

And Joyner, you're only 8 years old, correct?

Yes

Wow, you're such a big boy

Okay, so I'm going to hold up some pictures and you're gonna tell me what you see in these pictures, okay?

Okay

Okay, let's start with this one. What do you see in this picture, buddy?

A butterfly

Yes, that is absolutely correct. What a smart boy you are. That is a butterfly

Wow, okay, how about this picture?

That's a television

And that's another correct answer, good job, buddy

You might be a genius

How about this one?

That's a basketball

Joyner, you are so amazing! Another great answer!

That is a basketball. I don't even know if I could've got that one right. Such a smart, smart boy

Okay, how about this one?

That's a condom

We're gonna try this again, you better not fuck up this time

That's a-, that's a condom

Joyner, I just called you a smart boy. Please don't make me regret that statement.

You know what, let's just try another picture.

Look closely and tell me what you see in this picture

Uh, that's look like a loaded gun?

We're gonna try this again and you better not fuck up this time.

I said it's a loaded gun

What are you, a fucking retard?

Are you stupid? Mentally challenged?

What the fuck is the matter with you?

I'm sorry

I'm trying to help you, look at the fucking picture.

I am, I'm trying. I'm looking

Look at the fucking picture!

I Lied (Intro) lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Buck, buck, buck

I think I was born inside the cabana

With diamonds and gold on top of the Phantom

Jesus told Mary, "Go get me a hammer"

I'll kill any nigga that try and to get near him

All of the angles was drinkin' tequila

And Michael was sleepin' with Dirty Diana

And now I can't look at the man in the mirror

My life is a movie and here is the trailer

I ain't no killer, but don't try to play me

I'm out off my pills and now just I'm crazy

I jumped out of Heaven 'cause Lucifer paid me

I needed the money to buy a Mercedes

I fucked a few bitches, I had me a baby

I hope that my son don't grow up to hate me

I'm out of my mind and no one can save me

I wish I-

Back when a nigga was jobless

Tryna get by, plottin' on shootin' myself (Buck, buck, buck)

I was just tryna survive, the money went dry

Think I was losin' myself (Buck, buck, buck)

I prayed to God, and promised if he made me rich

Then I'ma stay true to myself (Buck, buck, buck)

But fuck it, I lied, and now I can stare in the mirror

Like what did I do to myself? (Buck, buck, buck)

I think the old me died

I let the money change me, I lied

I let the money change me, I lied

I let the money change me, I lied

All of them promises I forgot

I let the money change me, I lied

I let the money change me, I lied

I let the money change me, I lied

I told my girl I'll give her the world

Whatever she want, consider it done

Soon as I'm rich, I'll buy you a crib

And get you a whip, whatever you want

Promise my niggas, I'll give you a million

A couple of cars just so you can stunt

Then I got famous, blew up my head

And fuck what I said, my nigga, I'm gone

Hop out the foreign and jump in the stretch

Life is a bitch, I fuck her to death

And how do I feel? I'm so much depressed

I'll probably get killed, but fuck it, I'm blessed

Nigga, I'm rich, I'm done with the stress

Now I got drip, and blood niggas sweat

They love when I drip, they want me in debt

Go choke on a dick and cut me a check

All of these meds done got me a fever

I wanted a chain but got me a Visa

I came in the game, just droppin' my feet up

You niggas is strange, you follow the leader

And me and my pistol like Martin and Gina

We plot on you niggas, I'm probably a schemer

I'm easy to hate, I'm harder to love

You say you don't trust me, I wouldn't either, woah (Buck, buck, buck)

I had to move back at home, my momma was heated (Buck, buck, buck)

I lock myself in the room to hide all my demons (Buck, buck, buck)

I told my uncle to give me a loan 'cause I really needed it

Soon as I'm on, I promise I'll pay you in full (Buck, buck)

But, I didn't mean it

Back when a nigga was jobless

Tryna get by, plottin' on shootin' myself (Buck, buck, buck)

I was just tryna survive, the money went dry

Think I was losin' myself (Buck, buck, buck)

I prayed to God, and promised if he made me rich

Then I'ma stay true to myself (Buck, buck, buck)

But fuck it, I lied, and now I can stare in the mirror

Like what did I do to myself? (Buck, buck, buck)

I think the old me died

I let the money change me, I lied

I let the money change me, I lied

I let the money change me, I lied

All of them promises I forgot

I let the money change me, I lied

I let the money change me, I lied

I let the money change me, I lied

I just put some gold Dayton's on my fuckin' Benzo

Hit the switches, told your bitch, "Come fuck me 'cause I said so"

They say, "Joyner, you done changed, you done lost your mental

You blew up and all that humble shit went out the window"

I ain't the same, I used to be different

They say that I changed, well, maybe you right

Maybe them pills the doctor prescribed me, got me wanna kill, and maybe I might

Maybe my family upset 'cause I made it

'Cause no one expected that I would be famous

And just 'cause we blood don't mean we're related

I'm threatin' the plug

I'm not with the fake shit, I'm not with the-

Grandma told me, "Tone it down"

I said, "Bitch, I'm older now"

I ate at my auntie house

She think that I owe her now

Cash my check, got paid again

Bank estate, I'm open now

Took my girl to H&M, she told me, "It's over now" (Buck, buck, buck)

I had to move back at home, my momma was heated (Buck, buck, buck)

I lock myself in the room to hide all my demons (Buck, buck, buck)

I told my uncle to give me a loan 'cause I really needed it

Soon as I'm on, I promise I'll pay you in full (Buck, buck)

But, I didn't mean it

Back when a nigga was jobless

Tryna get by, plottin' on shootin' myself (Buck, buck, buck)

I was just tryna survive, the money went dry

Think I was losin' myself (Buck, buck, buck)

I prayed to God, and promised if he made me rich

Then I'ma stay true to myself (Buck, buck, buck)

But fuck it, I lied, and now I can stare in the mirror

Like what did I do to myself? (Buck, buck, buck)

I think the old me died

I let the money change me, I lied

I let the money change me, I lied

I let the money change me, I lied

All of them promises I forgot

I let the money change me, I lied

I let the money change me, I lied

I let the money change me, I lied

ISIS lyrics - Joyner Lucas (feat. Logic)

"Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder, or better known as ADHD is a mental disorder that affects an individual's ability to focus, causing them to move around more frequently. They may also have trouble controlling their impulsive behaviors."

[Joyner Lucas:]

One time for them prayin' on my downfall (Yeah)

Two times for the homies in the chow hall (Whoa)

Three times for them hoes on the internet

Shittin' on niggas when they really should get out more

Four times for the days that were all bad (Woo!)

Five times for the bitches who ain't call back (Yeah)

Six times for the kids like me who got ADHD just to— (Brap, brap, brap)

Kidnap a nigga like ISIS (Whoa)

Turn the whole world to a crisis (Whoa)

Walk around the city with a ice pick

I been paranoid, usually I ain't like this (Boop! Boop!)

Ain't no tellin' how crazy I might get, uh (Woo!)

Beat the police with a nightstick (Boop!)

In my whole life, I been lifeless

Now I'm so fly, I'm a motherfuckin' flight risk (Woo!)

(Whoa)

Fuck a couple hoes 'til I pass out (Whoa)

Niggas throwin' stones at my glass house (Whoa)

I remember sleepin' on my dad's couch (Whoa)

Now I got the Bentley, and it's blacked out (Whoa)

Family lookin' at me like a cash cow (Whoa)

Everybody dissin' just to have clout (Whoa)

Thought you had a chance, now you assed out

Nigga, I'm the motherfuckin' man, where you at now? (Whoa)

Fuck it, I'ma hit 'em 'til they jumpin'

I ain't trippin', this is nothin' (Brap, brap, brap)

I been livin' in the dungeon

I done held a couple grudges

Went to hell and got abducted to meet the devil?

I'm his cousin (Brap, brap, brap)

I ain't settlin' for nothin'

Got a metal in the truck

I keep a semi when I'm bussin'

Niggas duckin' (Bop!)

Even Stevie Wonder could've see it comin' (Brrrap, brap, bop!)

I ain't judgin'

I just want the money, I don't need a budget

I been hungry, I ain't got no oven (Bop! Bop! Brrrap! Brap!)

But I got the munchies, nigga

How you gon' move on the front line? (Woo!)

If I don't fuck with you, I just cut ties (Whoa)

My high school teacher said I'd never be shit

Tell that bitch that I turned out just fine (Joyner)

And no, I don't know you for the twelfth time (Woo!)

We do not share the same bloodline (No)

You love to run your mouth like a tough guy

Hope you keep the same energy when it's crunch time (Woo!)

"According to the American Psychiatric Association it affects roughly eight percent of children and two percent of adults. Commonly believed to only affect boys, because they are perceived as rowdy and rambunctious."

[Joyner Lucas:]

One time for them prayin' on my downfall (Yeah)

Two times for them bitches in the South Shore (Whoa)

Three times for them days on the block

Gettin' chased by the cops like a motherfuckin' outlaw

Four times for them days that were all bad (Woo!)

Five times for the bitches who ain't called back (Yeah)

Six times for the kids like me who got ADHD just to— (Brap, brap, brap)

[Logic:]

Me and Joyner need a couple hearses (Woo!)

Double homicide, kill the beat and the verses

Everybody livin' on the surface

But we came from the underground, yeah, we deserve it

What's beef?

Beef is when you murder motherfuckers on a beat, kill 'em all, kill 'em all

Nah, nah, what's beef?

Beef is brothers dying over shit that never mattered in the first place, lyin' in the street

What's peace?

Peace is when you leave it in the past, let it heal like a cast

When enough time pass, and you blast

Kinda like John Wick, bars like a convict

Fuck around and you don't wanna start shit, woo!

Comin' with the hot shit, all they do is talk shit

You could never top it, boy, just stop it

High and drunk, call that HD vision

All these other motherfuckers full of indecision

And I murder with precision all over your television

I'm numero uno, number one and you is just a subdivision

Never listen, we gon' leave them missin'

That's the mission like ISIS (ISIS)

Ain't no time to bicker over who the nicest

It's Logic, it's obvious

Just ask the audience

I've come to body this shit (Body this shit)

Yes, it's egregious, I'm Regis

You Kelly, you pussy, you pussy

Push me, I'm Louis Vuitton

You at Target with your mom

On the internet still hatin' on my last post (I hate this nigga!)

I just had a steak back at Mastro's

My God!

Me and Joyner need a couple hearses (Woo!)

"Double homicide", kill the beat and the verses

Everybody livin' on the surface

But we came from the underground, yeah, we deserve it

Yeah, uh, far from the minimum

Killin' 'em with no Ritalin

And 5'9" was the middleman to get 'em in the same room

Now we on the same tune

And we still the gang-dum

The illest of lyricists on the same shit

RattPack, clap back on the gang shit

Do it for the love of rap, not for the fame shit, woo!

One time for the Grammy that I never got

Two times for the Garden that I sold out

Three times for the street crimes that I committed, yeah, I did it

But thank God that I made it out

Four times 'cause I'm a fuckin' bastard

Five times Platinum with my last shit

Six times for the beats and the rhymes

Fuck the heat and the crime

Keep the peace like a waistline, woo!

ISIS

ISIS

ISIS

The War lyrics - Joyner Lucas (feat. Young Thug)

[Joyner Lucas:]

I spent a check on a whip, on a bitch, on a grip, on a flip

Lost it all and got it right back, yeah

I fell in love with a chick that I thought was my bitch

'Til I found out it wasn't really like that, yeah

So I won't be around anymore (Anymore)

I can hear the sounds of the war (I can hear the sounds, yeah)

And this ain't goin' down like before (Oh, no)

I can hear the sounds of the war (Oh)

I used to make love to a down-ass trick, you could bend her backwards (Woo)

I don't need much but a badass bitch and a Netflix password (Hey)

I know that I'm comin' home late, but fuck it, what we gon' do after?

I'm tryna get head today, go to work like you got rent to pay

She a daddy's girl like Reginae (Ah)

I paid my dues, I ain't gon' lose (Word)

Hit 'em with the hand, the Deebo

All of you birds is Dan DeVito

I'ma die a legend like Dan Marino

I just blew a check at the damn casino

Stroll through life like I ain't got rules

You think I ain't shit if I ain't got you

But how you gon' walk if you ain't got shoes? Ayy

Shawty shootin' bullets from the Pontiac (Buh)

She a ventilatin' hypochondriac (Hey)

She just wanna know where the Molly at (Woo)

I just wanna know where the party at (Woah)

I'ma leave your ass where I got you at (Gang)

Damn, you done let the dog off the leash

Can't talk to me, now I'm harder to reach

You don't belong to me, you belong to the streets (Yeah)

I spent a check on a whip, on a bitch, on a grip, on a flip

Lost it all and got it right back, yeah

I fell in love with a chick that I thought was my bitch

'Til I found out it wasn't really like that, yeah

So I won't be around anymore (Anymore)

I can hear the sounds of the war (I can hear the sounds, yeah)

And this ain't goin' down like before (Oh, no)

And I can hear the sounds of the war (Oh)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Young Thug:]

I got a Rolls, a pink Chanel, like RIP Prodigy (Prodigy)

Even when I'm just in at the spot, my wrist is a forty (Forty)

I'm in New York with five hundred sticks and we sell 'em two thousand apiece (Apiece)

A hundo for privates, yeah, land in Hawaii, my bitches in Honolulu (Yeah)

I hopped off a jet and I land in Dubai

Look like she got red contact in her eyes (Hop off a jet)

I'm 'bout to ride, you know you can slide

I'm 'bout to ride, but I don't do lie

Want your body like Nicki Minaj (Yeah)

Hypnotize your jeweler with these diamonds (Yeah)

Takin' mine, yeah, that's an honor (Yeah, yeah)

I fuck with you, but this one done, yeah

[Joyner Lucas:]

And all my life, I just wanted to be me, babe (Oh, yeah)

And all my life I just wanted to be free (Oh)

Said all them nights spent together, we would stay up 'til forever

You act like you don't remember, but I do (Oh-oh)

And that's alright 'cause I know what it's gon' be, babe (Oh)

Said, "That's alright, I found someone else for me" (Oh, oh-oh, oh)

So when you see us out together, please act like I never met you (Oh)

I just thought that I should let you know that

I won't be around anymore (Anymore)

I can hear the sounds of the war (I can hear the sounds, yeah)

And this ain't goin' down like before (Oh)

I can hear the sounds of the war (Oh)

So I won't be around anymore (Anymore)

I can hear the sounds of the war (I can hear the sounds, yeah)

And this ain't goin' down like before (Oh, no)

And I can hear the sounds of the war (Oh)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Outro:]

Mally Mall

Chris (Skit) lyrics - Joyner Lucas

[Chris Tucker:]

Ayy man, whattup man? Joyner man, what's happenin' man? Look man, let me just let you know man. You takin' too goddamn long with this album, man. And I don't wanna hear about that ADD/ADHD shit. My momma got ADHD too, my nigga. And she ain't ever use that as no damn excuse to be lazy. My great-great-grandmomma had ADHD and so did my grandaddy. You need to do, all you need to do man is smoke a little weed man. Get your mind right. Got all these goddamn people waitin' on you. Man, I thought, I thought you was supposed to drop that damn album two years ago man. I done shot ten goddamn movies and your shit still ain't dropped yet man. You been, you been milkin' the fuck out that album cover, man, way too long. So I hope this music's good, because if it's not I'm gonna be highly upset, nigga. Every time I go on YouTube, you got a new video of you throwin' a pity party because you got ADHD. Fuck your pity party, man. Boo-fuckin'-hoo, man, stop cryin'. Smoke some weed, and drop this damn album already. Goddamn, we waitin'. Bye.

I Love lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Get away from me, if I was you, I'd watch what you say to me

Snakes all in my bed, wanna lay with me?

This ain't no motherfuckin' game, why you play with me?

Don't play with me, this the only thing

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love, don't play with me, this the only thing

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love...

Look, I love it when they count me out, I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier)

Love when they think I ain't cool 'cause I'm sober ('Cause I'm sober)

You used to love when we was down, we was closer (Yeah, yeah)

But I stopped lovin' ever since I got fucked over

Ho, don't call me, I don't know ya

You gotta keep that same energy (Energy)

I'm not no regular entity (Woo)

I'm not your friend, I'm your enemy (Enemy)

I don't know what's gotten into me

Lately, I'm just feeling finicky

Lately, I just want the cake and the greatest amenities

Lately, I ain't got no sympathy, aim at the industry

This ain't the way that they pictured me, what's your identity?

I guess I'm linin' 'em up

I keep my nine in the trunk (Bang)

All of y'all niggas gon' bleed (Bleed)

Guess it's that time of the month

I done came up from the mud

They said I'd never be none, they said I'd never be rich

They said I'd never be anything, I told 'em get off my dick

Get away from me, if I was you, I'd watch what you say to me

Snakes all in my bed, wanna lay with me?

This ain't no motherfuckin' game, why you play with me?

Don't play with me, this the only thing

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love, don't play with me, this the only thing

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love...

I love days they say I couldn't eat when I fell (Yeah)

On the streets with no help (Word)

Money ain't everything (Woo)

Nigga, speak for yourself (Ayy)

Pawn shops every week (Week)

Scraping change, pay the bills (Yeah)

Rainy days, couldn't sleep (Word)

Now I sleep with my grills (Joyner)

I wanted to be like Hov (Woo)

I'm livin' la vida loc' (Loc')

Niggas wanna ride my wave (Woo)

You ain't never seen my boat (Splash)

Hit 'em with the Eastside smoke

I'ma kill everyone, I'm a G.I. Joe

Hiding my weapons all in my Levi's coat

If a nigga was pimpin', you'd probably be my ho (Woo)

I need some different opponents ('Ponents)

I think I live in the moment (Yeah)

I fuck my bitch in the morning (Joyner)

I take that shit when I want it (True)

All you new niggas be frontin'

You just be lyin', I keep it 300

Came up from nothin', I say what I want

And no, ain't no discussion, I aim and I bust it

Get away from me, if I was you, I'd watch what you say to me

Snakes all in my bed, wanna lay with me?

This ain't no motherfuckin' game, why you play with me?

Don't play with me, this the only thing

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love, don't play with me, this the only thing

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love, I love, love, love, love

I love...

Devil's Work lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Father forgive me

I'm staring at this bible as I keep glancing

Dear Lord, I got questions and I need answers

Tryna understand your vision, all I see is damage

Just a bunch of dead bodies in the street camping

A bunch of lost souls on their feet standing

We supposed to be your children I thought we family

You're supposed to be my father, bruh, I need answers

We don't need to die young, we just need chances

Tired of living on the edge so we keep scrambling

Tryna talk to these strippers but they keep dancing

We just wanna be number one like Steve Francis

Bow our heads, say a prayer, now the seed's planted

Everywhere I turn, I'm seeing emcees vanish

Lot of good niggas gone, I don't understand it

Lot of families lost and they seem stranded

I ain't trying to disrespect you, I just need answers

I know you're watching us from heaven thinking, "Who to save?"

Cherry pickin' who should go next and who should stay

I'd be on my way to heaven if I knew the way

And bring back every good nigga you choose to take

They say you never wrong but you done made a few mistakes

'Cause you taking the wrong niggas maybe you should trade

Trade us back all the real ones and remove the fakes

I think you should trade

Give us 2Pac back, and take that nigga Suge (Ooh!)

Let the legend resurrect and he gon' live for good (Ooh!)

I been screaming thug life in every different hood (Thug life, thug life)

If only you could bring him back, Lord I wish you would

Give us Biggie, give us Pun, give us triple X

Take that nigga Trump with you, that's a bigger threat

There's too much power for a coward with no intellect

That's a bigot with a collar there's a disconnect

Nigga's dying, mama crying, grandma need a tissue

Nigga shootin' up a church, now I need a pistol

All them niggas still livin', you don't see the issue

But how you take Selena and then you take Aaliyah with you?

I ain't tryna disrespect, just need to meet up with you

I ain't tryna over step, just want to reason with you

Give us back our loved ones and take the evil with you

Send them suckers straight to hell, they don't need a vigil

I need you to give us back Martin Luther, take Martin Shkreli

Give us back Malcolm, take R. Kelly

R.I.P. Lil Snupe give that boy his life back

Take Eric Holder give us Eric Wright back

I'm sending you this message, Lord, I hope you hit me right back

They say I'm on the wrong train, I know I'm on the right track (Yeah)

'Cause Trayvon gone, and all he did was tryna fight back

Zimmerman walk around free, we don't like that (We don't like that)

Why you take our mothers from us?

Our fathers and our sisters and our cousins from us?

Got these children getting murdered while they double dutchin'

Wonder why the fuck you take Nipsey Hussle from us?

Damn, you took a true king, a true brother from us

This a fuckin' marathon but they runnin' from us

Now everybody got guns, nigga's up to something

And every gangsta wanna prove that they tough or something

You know it's not fair, tell the truth, I've been in my feelings too

But if you took Emmett Till, at least take Dylann Roof

At least take James Holmes, I ain't even mad at that

Just bring back Whitney, and give us Michael Jackson back

Feds want me in the slammer, damn

Ain't no justice for Sandra Bland, we up like the ceiling fan

Lord, if you listenin' I'm just lookin' for a hand to hand

Take out the fuck niggas and give us back our fam again

Drownin' in my tears, tryna pray for something

Wonder why you give us life for you to take it from us

Wonder why you give us family and erase them from us

Maybe hopefully you can have a conversation with us (Yeah)

Maybe I'm just probably tripping 'cause I need a hug (I need a hug)

The hood can't find jobs, now we need a plug (We need a plug)

Everybody and their momma tryna be a thug

I don't go to church 'cause I'm afraid of being judged

I've been starin' at the ceiling as I lie in bed

Watchin' niggas follow trends like Simon says

I pray you give us back the real ones and try again

Or maybe take them niggas that deserve to die instead

Tomi Lahren run her mouth and then she get defensive

Laura Ingraham laughin' at death and disrespectin'

I really feel like you should teach them stupid hoes a lesson

Either that or give us back somebody who deserve the blessings

I left out a bunch of names that I forgot to mention

Cost too much to pay attention then it got expensive

Father forgive me for I know not what I do

And now I'm reachin' out to you, hopin' you hear me and return the message

I know that you got our back and that you're not against us

Or maybe you just love us so you doin' shit to test us

I just kinda thought that you would do more to protect us

They say that the good die young and I ain't on the guest list

I've been drinkin', Lord forgive me, it's my blood racin'

I don't know what I'm thinking, I'm just frustrated

I don't mean to question you, I'm just confused

I don't know what else to do, I've been patient and it sucks waiting

Took my mans from me, that forever hurts

But puttin' the blame on you, that'd never work

I know this ain't your fault, it's the devil's work

Devil's work

Lotto lyrics - Joyner Lucas

(Mally Mall)

It's my birthday, I'm 'bout to get lit-lit (Lit-lit)

Might blow a bag on the drip-drip (Drip)

Make it all back on a quick flip, ayy (Ayy)

I just need cake and a thick bitch, ayy (Ayy)

I ain't have much, just a wishlist (A wishlist)

Now the broke nigga doin' big shit (Big shit)

I got the gun lock, loaded, I'm ignite

So keep one eye open like Slick Rick (Brra, brra-brra)

I got the drip game, nigga, I'm the big mane (Big mane)

Switch lanes on 'em, hit the mid range (Mid range)

Keep the big strap on me like a hitman (Brra)

It go "click-clack, willow-wallow, bing bang" (Brr-brra)

I ain't never been shit, ain't shit changed (Shit changed)

But niggas get lame when you get fame (Brra)

Can't sleep at night 'til I get brains

Got a mean ass pipe and a dick game

I got a bitch on my sofa (Sofa)

I got a chip on my shoulder (Shoulder)

You gotta live with your karma

And if you get hurt then you got what you supposed to (Boom)

I got hitters all over (Over), told em' this is all over (All over)

I take the kids on drugs and line 'em all up and get 'em all sober (Woo)

I got a little check that I cashed out, ayy (Ayy)

Credit card maxed out, ayy (Ayy)

I get lit then I act out, ayy (Ayy)

I ain't wanna do it but I blacked out, ayy (Woo)

They say I need to be safe (Safe)

I think I need to be straight

Fix your vibes, you need to be laced

You just need God or you need to meet Mase

I left my bitch, maybe we just need space (Space)

I got gunners like Chris, like Niecey (Like me)

I got brothers like Tip, like Breezy (Like Breezy)

I got stunners like Wayne, like BG (Okay)

I got a hood bitch all about the bread

And she only give me head 'cause the bed too squeaky (Too squeak)

I'm too smart for a ho tryna G' me

A bitch be dumb if she ever try to leave me, word

I say, uno, dos, tres, quatro

Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato

Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow

I'm the realest nigga, I know (Brrra, brra-brra, ooh)

I just hit the fuckin' lotto, oh (Ooh, ooh)

I just hit the fuckin' lotto (Bah)

I say, uno, dos, tres, quatro

Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato

Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow (Bah-bah)

I'm the realest nigga, I know (Brrra, brra-brra, ayy)

I just hit the fuckin' lotto, oh (Ooh)

I just hit the fuckin' lotto

Why do I feel like Manson? (Oh-oh)

Smoke y'all niggas, I feel like I just got cancer, ayy (Ayy)

Murderin' streets, my anthem

All of y'all clowns is banter, ooh (Banter)

Still can't pull your pants up

Kidnap kids like Amber (Ayy)

Hold a lil' nigga for a ransom (Ooh)

I moved from the trap to the mansion (Mansion)

Went from the Uber to a Phantom (Word)

You niggas gassed up, don't amp em'

I've never been pretty, but my mom think I'm handsome (Yeah)

I hate niggas that flex on camera (Camera)

Lil' kids always tryna throw tantrums (Yeah)

All you motherfuckas dry like dandruff

You can get washed and I'll throw you in a hamper

I got a bitch on my sofa (Sofa)

I got a chip on my shoulder (Shoulder)

You gotta live with your karma

And if you get hurt then you got what you supposed to (Yeah)

I got hitters all over (All over), told em' this is all over (All over)

I take the kids on lean and get 'em all clean and give 'em all soda (Bah)

Watch how I do it, I demonstrate, ooh (Ooh)

I ain't gotta move, I renovate

I don't really pray, I meditate, yeah (Woah)

I ain't gotta jump, I levitate

Always on time, I'm never late (Ayy)

I was outside like every day

Tryna turn water into lemonade

Now I'm boo'd up like Ella Mai, I just wanna get away, woah (Oh)

You don't want war with a rich nigga (Rich nigga)

You should hit the gym, get a bit bigger (Oh)

I ain't got patience for bitch niggas (Oh)

Wrap you in the basement with Big Tigger (Big Tigger)

Your bitch is a thot, you had kids with her (Kids with her)

Your watch little lit, but my wrist litter (Ayy)

He thought he had a plan 'till the feds hit him (Ooh)

(He thought he had a plan 'till the feds hit him)

I say, uno, dos, tres, quatro

Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato

Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow

I'm the realest nigga, I know (Brrra, brra-brra, ooh)

I just hit the fuckin' lotto, oh (Ooh, ooh)

I just hit the fuckin' lotto (Bah)

I say, uno, dos, tres, quatro

Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato

Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow (Bah-bah)

I'm the realest nigga, I know (Brrra, brra-brra, ayy)

I just hit the fuckin' lotto, oh (Ooh)

I just hit the fuckin' lotto

Kevin (Skit) lyrics - Joyner Lucas

[Kevin Hart:]

Listen, Joyner what's up? Heard the song "Lotto" you just dropped, and I'ma tell you right now man, I'm not too impressed. I'll tell you why I'm not impressed, I'll tell you why. Because you still owe me money from a year ago, when your bitch ass cryin' about your Lamborghini you repossessed, until I came to the rescue, had to be asked, "Come save a hoe," to maintain, your lil' bitch ass, fake ass lifestyle. Now, if a year later, I still don't have my money and you're rapping about hittin' the lottery. Tell me, where the fuck do they do that shit at? I don't, I don't know. You think 'cause I'm 5"2' I can't box? I'm 5'4", I'll whoop your ass, swear to God. Picture your ass whooped by a munchkin. Let me tell you something, Joyner. I don't care how short I am, or what I sit on a rollercoaster at DisneyWorld, if I was you, I'd get back to me immediately, 'cause if you don't I'm gonna beat your ass with a Lil Uzi Vert album. I swear to God, ha, I swear to God. What are you, white? What the fuck is this, slavery? Rap 'rations? Still chase you down. Give me my shit!

Gold Mine lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Yeah-yeah (Yeah-yeah)

Yeah-yeah (Yeah-yeah)

Yeah-yeah (Yeah-yeah)

Yeah-yeah (Yeah-yeah)

Yeah, yeah

I don't trust niggas, I ride by myself, all I need is my strap and my armor (Buck, buck)

All I can see is these fuck niggas, it must be somethin' they put in the water (Buck, buck, buck)

I quit my job at McDonald's and built an empire and now I'm a gold mine (Hey)

Nothing was handed, I dreamed it, I did it, been wantin' this shit for my whole life (Buck, buck)

Move, move, move, get out the way, nigga bossed up (Buck)

Ooh, ooh, ooh, I just got laid, I'm gettin' sauced up

Ayy, ayy, ayy, gotta go up 'til I motherfuckin' lift-off

Wasn't supposed to make it past twenty-one, nigga, I can't believe I done made it this far (Hey)

You know you too lit when you stretchin' these bands

You know you on top when your enemies fans (Buck)

You know you too blessed when they think you a threat, tryna aim for your neck but I never be scared

Niggas on drugs, I was packin' all the work

Couldn't find a spot, we was trappin' out the church

Boost mobile phones, have me waitin' for the chirp

Fresh to death, I was waitin' for the hearse

Casket fresh, had the weight goin' crazy (Ooh)

Show up to your door like the Avon lady

I could be the GOAT but the hate won't save me

If niggas hate me, then they hate Tom Brady

Go against the grain, you gotta be brave

She don't like me, then she gotta be gay

To take me down, then you gotta be paid

There ain't enough money I gotta be paid (Woo, woo, woo)

I don't trust niggas, I ride by myself, all I need is my strap and my armor (Buck, buck)

All I can see is these fuck niggas, it must be somethin' they put in the water (Buck, buck, buck)

I quit my job at McDonald's and built an empire and now I'm a gold mine (Hey)

Nothing was handed, I dreamed it, I did it, been wantin' this shit for my whole life (Buck, buck)

Move, move, move, get out the way, nigga bossed up (Buck)

Ooh, ooh, ooh, I just got laid, I'm gettin' sauced up

Ayy, ayy, ayy, gotta go up 'til I motherfuckin' lift-off

Wasn't supposed to make it past twenty-one, nigga, I can't believe I done made it this far (Hey)

Can't touch me when I'm in my zone

Came too far to sell my soul

When you gon' give me the respect I'm owed?

When you gon' watch my dreams unfold?

When I'm on tour, I just wanna be home

When I'm at home, I just wanna be alone

Me and my niggas still share the same clothes

When you got brothers, man, anything goes

Pull a bitch hair like clickbait, ayy (Woo)

ADHD, can't see straight, ayy (Yeah)

Work a lil' job, I was still outside like, "Please will you listen to my mixtape, huh?"

Please will you listen to my mixtape, ayy?

Still can't listen what a bitch say, ayy

Niggas switched up, that's a mistake, ayy

Never thought I'd see this day, ayy (Buck, buck)

I don't trust niggas, I ride by myself, all I need is my strap and my armor (Buck, buck)

All I can see is these fuck niggas, it must be somethin' they put in the water (Buck, buck, buck)

I quit my job at McDonald's and built an empire and now I'm a gold mine (Hey)

Nothing was handed, I dreamed it, I did it, been wantin' this shit for my whole life (Buck, buck)

Move, move, move, get out the way, nigga bossed up (Buck)

Ooh, ooh, ooh, I just got laid, I'm gettin' sauced up

Ayy, ayy, ayy, gotta go up 'til I motherfuckin' lift-off

Wasn't supposed to make it past twenty-one, nigga, I can't believe I done made it this far (Hey)

Finally lyrics - Joyner Lucas (feat. Chris Brown)

[Joyner Lucas:]

Got a hundred million things all on my mind

Every damn thing, new day, new fight

Always runnin' in and outta my life

Hell no (Hell no)

But I won't let you back in this time

I won't let you back in my mind (Yee)

I won't let you blame me this time

Hell no (Hell no, no)

[Chris Brown:]

Finally, I can fly and be free and be me

You do you, I'll do me

I don't mind it (No, no)

Finally, I can fly and be free and be me

You do you, I'll do me

And I like it

[Joyner Lucas:]

And they used to always tell me, "You ain't nothin' special" (Woo)

Dammit, he done took it to another level (Yeah)

I was patient, you was dangerous, I was young and mellow

Congratulations, you done turned me to a fuckin' rebel (Yeah)

Yeah, I've been peeped by how you move like some new luggage (New luggage)

Used to love you back when we were boo lovin' (Woo)

That was way before I seen ya fuckin' true colors (Yeah)

Always poppin' shit and I ain't even do nothin' (Joyner)

Tryna play me like we unofficial (Unofficial)

You got other issues (Other issues)

I done held you down when nobody fuckin' with you

Once you close a door, don't you let it fuckin' hit you

And I'd be lyin' if I told you I was gonna miss you

I ain't chasin' that (Nah)

I just made a stack (Stack)

I gave you the world, now I gotta take it back

I gave you the world, now I gotta fade it black (Oh, shit)

I lost it all, but I made it back

Got a hundred million things all on my mind

Every damn thing, new day, new fight

Always runnin' in and outta my life

Hell no (Hell no)

But I won't let you back in this time

I won't let you back in my mind (Yee)

I won't let you blame me this time

Hell no (Hell no, no)

[Chris Brown:]

Finally, I can fly and be free and be me

You do you, I'll do me

I don't mind it (No, no)

Finally, I can fly and be free and be me

You do you, I'll do me

And I like it (Ooh)

[Joyner Lucas:]

Okay, I'ma do me, you do what you gotta (Yeah)

I'll go where I want, ain't gotta tell you nada (Nope)

I been hustlin', I been cookin' up the Betty Crocker (Woo)

You been strugglin', you be chasin' after every dollar

And I used to be around, now I'm cold-blooded (Cold-blooded)

I'm just petty, I ben holdin' onto old grudges (Old grudges)

Oh, you think you know, but you don't know nothin' (Nah)

Oh, you opinionated, who you think you are? Joe Budden?

I still think you do the most though (Most though)

Now I'm ghost though (Ghost though)

I'm like, "Nigga, I still got my fuckin' mojo" (Mojo)

You love the drama, and I think you need your own show (Yeah)

If you call me, it's a no call, no show (No call)

Baby, I ain't chasin' that (Buck)

I just made a stack (Buck)

I gave you the world, now I gotta take it back (Take it back)

I gave you the world, now I gotta fade it black (Oh, shit)

I lost it all, but I made it back

[Joyner Lucas (Chris Brown):]

Got a hundred million things all on my mind

Every damn thing, new day, new fight

Always runnin' in and outta my life

Hell no (Hell no)

But I won't let you back in this time

I won't let you back in my mind (Yee)

I won't let you blame me this time

Hell no (Ooh, hell no)

[Chris Brown:]

Finally, I can fly and be free and be me

You do you, I'll do me

I don't mind it (No, finally)

Finally, I can fly and be free and be me (Ooh)

You do you, I'll do me

And I like it (Ooh)

Finally, I can fly and be free and be me

You do you, I'll do me (I, I)

I don't mind it (No, no)

Finally, I can fly and be free and be me (Ooh)

You do you, I'll do me (Do what you wanna)

And I like it

10 Bands lyrics - Joyner Lucas (feat. Timbaland)

10 bands, 20 bands, she'll do anything for a couple grand

Never had no money but she love to dance (What)

I give all my money back to Uncle Sam

My ex bitch still want another chance (What)

Man, I swear I'll never fall in love again

I done came up, I'm the fuckin' man (What)

Me and Timbaland got other plans

You don't really know what you up against

But you know I'll always have the upper hand

You ain't never been through the struggle, man

Homemade grits in the oven pan

You don't run shit, you don't wanna dance (No)

Two shots, make 'em do the 'Running Man'

And they say love is a drug (Uh-huh)

Man, I swear I'll never take drugs again

Traded my bike for a hooptie (Hooptie)

Traded my hooptie for a Honda (Honda)

Traded my Honda for a Panther

I just got a crib in Wakanda (Wooh)

I never been into the drama (Drama)

Never been a fan of designer (Ugh)

All I really got is one wish (What's that?)

A one night stand with Madonna

Think I gotta hit 'em with the head bust

This is for them days when they made me ride the motherfuckin' spare bus (Uh-huh)

And this is for them days when my teachers told me I should go and sell drugs

Niggas went to jail, ain't nobody put the bail up

Shorty had the money but she went and got her hair done

Niggas hating on me, but I never really cared much (God damn)

10 bands, 20 bands, she'll do anything for a couple grand

Never had no money but she love to dance (What)

I give all my money back to Uncle Sam

My ex bitch still want another chance (What)

Man, I swear I'll never fall in love again

And they say love is a drug

I done brought the hitters out to play

I don't like you, you don't like me

Fuck it, let's get it out the way

What we gon' do? What it's gon' be?

I just got a million out the bank (Uh-huh)

Spoil my son, do what I please

Fuck what any nigga got to say (Uh-huh)

Lay in the sun, kick up my feet

I just might pull up in a mink (Mink)

Take my enemies out to drink (What)

Toss my weapons in the lake

Count up my blessings and I'm straight (Nah)

I think I might go on a date

Count all my dough in the safe, roll with the weight

Lookin' my soul in the face, they don't even know what to say

I just want

10 bands, 20 bands, she'll do anything for a couple grand

Never had no money but she love to dance (What)

I give all my money back to Uncle Sam

My ex bitch still want another chance (What)

Man, I swear I'll never fall in love again

Someone said love is a drug (Uh-huh)

Men lie, women lie, niggas lie, yeah

I'ma ride long as I'm alive, woah

Homicide, kill 'em like genocide (Yuh)

Get it on camera, televised (Woah)

ADHD, I identify (Ugh)

Look at my feelings, I'm civilized (Yeah)

Analyze and I might spend the night with a dyke

And the right bitch if I hit it right

I remember scraping up the quarters (Quarters)

Drinking from the sink to get some water

Tryna pay the rent, I couldn't afford it

Stressing made a nigga bi-polar (Uh-huh)

Washing machine out of order

Nigga had to hustle on the corner

Now, I'm back and forth from the border

Saving up hoes like a hoarder

10 bands, 20 bands, she'll do anything for a couple grand

Never had no money but she love to dance (What)

I give all my money back to Uncle Sam

My ex bitch still want another chance (What)

Man, I swear I'll never fall in love again

I done came up, I'm the fuckin' man (What)

Me and Timbaland got other plans

You don't really know what you up against

But you know I'll always have the upper hand

You ain't never been through the struggle, man

Homemade grits in the oven pan

You don't run shit, you don't wanna dance (No)

Two shots, make 'em do the 'Running Man'

Someone said love is a drug

I don't ever want to take drugs again

Revenge lyrics - Joyner Lucas

The more that I want, the more that I grind

The more that I shine, the more that I stride

The more that I stunt, the more that I cheat

The more that she leaves, the more that she cry

The harder to trust, the more that I lie

The more that she died, the more I realize

The more that I, the more that I

(Yeah, yeah)

The more that I try, the more that I want

The more that I grind, the more that I shine

The more that I stride, the more that I stunt

The more that I cheat, the more that she leaves

The more that she cry, the harder to trust

The more that I lie, the more that she dies

The more I realize I'm harder to love

I'm harder to—

I'm harder to teach, my heart is a beat

And I am a drum, I'm harder to keep

But harder to sleep

I'm scared of the dark, I'm not gonna run

I'm harder to break, but harder to make

You get in my way, I'm drawing my gun

I'm not gonna play, I'm not for the games

I'm not gonna change, put that on my son

Put that on my mom, put that on my sis

Put that on my bitch and all of my hoes

Put that on my team, put that on my G's

I say what I mean, you already know

Put that on my city, put that on my Bentley

I got me a beamer, I wanted a Rolls

Sip on some Henny and ride with the semi

All my niggas with me, I'm calling a toast

(Blah, blah, blah)

Callin' the plug, you callin' the cops

I call you a snitch, you holdin' a grudge

You callin' the judge, you say you a thug

I call you a bitch, I call you a ho

Don't call me your bro, don't call me no more

I call you a trick, I'm tired of the hate

I'm tired of the snakes, I'm tired of your face, you all on my dick

I wanted the fame, I wanted the name

I wanted a break, I wanted to love

I wanted the cake, I wanna be great

I wanted to change and all the above

You want me to fall, you want me to crawl

You want me to stall, they want me on drugs

You want me to fail, they want me in jail

They wantin' my soul, they wantin' my blood

I'm out for revenge, I'm out for the ends

I'm out for respect, I'm out for the crown

I'm out for the reign, they startin' to aim

I hopped in the plane, I'm not going down

I'm dodging the flames, they callin' my name

I wanna be saved but I don't know how

I thought I was saved, but I got a plan

Let's hold up the chopper and ride it around, woo

I roll up on 'em while you sleep (Ho), you gon' see

It's a fuckin' murder spree (Brrat, brrat), you gon' see

Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see

Don't you turn your back on me (Brrat, bah), you gon' see

Roll up on 'em while you sleep (Bah), catch a nigga slippin'

I might hit him with the (Bah, bah, bah), they gon' miss him

'Cause revenge feels sweet (Woo), you gon' see

Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see

Give me a pen, I don't even drink

But fuck it, I need some Henny and gin

Plenty of sins

I broke my bitch's heart, she'll never forgive me again

Where have you been?

I had to go find myself, I killed and buried my friends

I never could swim

I used to push some weight with niggas who been in the gym

Come step in my Timbs

You could not walk in my path, I never caught no cabs, I had to walk

Niggas was lost and sad, I never would call my dad

Fuck that nigga

I was depressed as fuck, mentally torn in half

Feelin' stuck

When it was hard to laugh, the music was all I had

Wish I could be out

I never got any clout, what's all the plottin' about?

They drownin' me out

Everyone callin' me out, nobody try to reach out

You proud of me now

Niggas will flip the script, I cannot live to quit

I don't wanna chill, I don't wanna get no flicks

Don't wanna rekindle shit

It's N-O-T, don't you flex on me

I do not get no sleep

I'm barely up, hope you ante up

Where the ammo be? You don't know me

I need my revenge, it ain't no more peace

I'm rollin' deep and I'm finna turn your block up into World War 3

I roll up on 'em while you sleep (Ho), you gon' see

It's a fuckin' murder spree (Brrat, brrat), you gon' see

Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see

Don't you turn your back on me (Brrat, bah), you gon' see

Roll up on 'em while you sleep (Bah), catch a nigga slippin'

I might hit him with the (Bah, bah, bah), they gon' miss him

'Cause revenge feels sweet (Woo), you gon' see

Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see

The older the berry, the sweeter the juice

Knew I could do it, I needed the proof

In order to lose, I needed to win

In order to win, I needed to choose

I needed to fall, I needed to move

I couldn't be safe, I couldn't be you

I'm coming for everything they said I couldn't

Including your plate and all of your food

I don't wanna do no E

Don't wanna drink, I don't wanna do no lean

I don't wanna move no keys

How you like me now? I'm too OG

I feel like Kool Moe Dee

Ain't gon' be no slatt, my whole team'll crack

I see no flat, never see no smacks

They left me the straps

I Tebow'd that, think I'm cursed again

Went to church, they sayin' I did a lot

Mama quit her job, she won't work again

I've been on top, got a mental block

And it hurts but then I bid and shop

And my bitch is fly, she a perfect ten

That's M-O-B, don't you flex on me

I do not get no sleep

I'm problematic and I gotta have it

Word to Ed OG, you don't know me

I need my revenge, no more peace

I'm rollin' deep and I'm finna turn your block up into World War 3

I roll up on 'em while you sleep (Ho), you gon' see

It's a fuckin' murder spree (Brrat, brrat), you gon' see

Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see

Don't you turn your back on me (Brrat, bah), you gon' see

Roll up on 'em while you sleep (Bah), catch a nigga slippin'

I might hit him with the (Bah, bah, bah), they gon' miss him

'Cause revenge feels sweet (Woo), you gon' see

Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see

Comprehensive Evaluation (Skit) lyrics - Joyner Lucas

[Joyner's Doctor:]

Hey buddy, come in and have a seat. Your mom told me you didn't want to come in and see me today because of our last conversation. And I apologize, buddy, I really do. I shouldn't have lashed out like that. I was out of character. I mean, you're only eight years old. And I had no business talking to you that way. So I wanted to extend a very sincere apology to you. You think we can be friends and get over this?

[Child Joyner:]

I guess so...

[Joyner's Doctor:]

Thatta boy. And I promise from this day forward that if you don't act like a little fucking retard and piss me off again, I won't lash out like that. There's consequences for everything, Joyner. You act like a little prick, you get the mean doctor you don't wanna see. It's that simple. Now, mom tells me you don't like the prescription I gave you

[Child Joyner:]

Not really...

[Joyner's Doctor:]

Well, what if I told you that I had a prescription that you can't get at the pharmacy?

[Child Joyner:]

Like what?

[Joyner's Doctor:]

You ever used cocaine, Joyner?

[Child Joyner:]

What's that?

[Joyner's Doctor:]

How about lean?

[Child Joyner:]

I never heard of it

[Joyner's Doctor:]

Give me your backpack

[Child Joyner:]

Why?

[Joyner's Doctor:]

I'm going to put a few things in there for you, and I guarantee this will take all your ADHD away for good. How's that sound?

[Child Joyner:]

Um...

[Joyner's Doctor:]

It'll be our little secret

[Child Joyner:]

I'm not sure about this

[Joyner's Doctor:]

Don't tell mom. If you do, no more treatment for you