DARK AURA lyrics - Joey Bada$$
Yeah, uh, uh, uh, bitch
Uh, yeah
Turn me up in the headphones, man
Yeah
That's right
You feel that dark aura, nigga?
Yeah
Check it out
Yo
Lifestyles of the rich and famous
Custom fitted shoes, tailored waistband, tuck the stainless
Gotta move swift and dangerous, they gon' have to lift them wages
You ain't talkin' money, you must be talkin' a different language
Independent mindset, we ain't fuckin' with them majors
Can't get back our time spent, gotta treat it like it's sacred
House on a couple acres, ain't no love for the fakers
Three-car garage and the driveway so spacious
Perfect place to park the spaceship, sky view's panoramic
Laidback in the Maybach, I know they can't stand it
Got me thinking 'bout way back 'bout times we couldn't manage
Now we ballin', runnin' plays back, home court advantage
They watch but can't understand it, they Rollie's timing off
I'm clocked in 24/7 but never signin' on
Can't be boxed in, not him, forever shining on
All y'all, I been locked in, I'm in my Goyard
Bag, nigga, I'm that nigga, I thought I told y'all
I'm back, nigga, these rap niggas know they can't
Know they can't, uh
Ayo, look, uh
Please don't push me, I'm too close to the edge
Gotta know the ledge, knowledge is power, that's what my OG said
Get your bread, don't be misled, you know these streets is dead
Gotta stay a few steps ahead, keep the family fed
Life is hard, hold your head, never let them see you sweat
Every loss is a lesson, that's the secret of success
Can't forget to count your blessings, gotta keep your soul in check
I give it all I got until there's nothing left, that's why they gotta show respect
Payin' all my dues and debts, living life with no regrets
Never take kindly to threats
I don't even take offense if it ain't directly addressed
They tryna push my buttons, I ain't even pressed
Gotta stay stuntin', know my light can never be suppressed
Spirit got me on every quest
The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step
Uh, I keep my foot on these nigga' necks
Head up on a swivel, stayin' ready for whatever's next
Yeah, yeah
Ayo
Grrt
SWANK WHITE lyrics - Joey Bada$$ & Westside Gunn
[Joey Bada$$:]
Yeah, yeah (Ayo)
I'm back
Big Swank White and all that (Brrr) (Bullet!)
Lotta niggas talk that talk
But very few of them can walk that walk, know what I'm saying? (Facts)
Yeah, word up
Check it out
(Badmon)
Uh, look, ayo
Reporting live from the side where the grass greener
Do this for my niggas with dreams of pushing Benz & Beamers
Dodging government subpoenas, state tax and misdemeanors
AP got the screw face but my bitch is meaner
Pockets on Blueface, neck hitting like Chrisean Rock
'Salla ma, this deeper than rap, yo, this that fine art
Since a lil' nigga had a lion heart
Always get the lion share
Got my mind clear now I'm buying stocks
Meetings out in Bryant Park
Morgan Stanley treat me like I'm close family
I just dropped eighty in the market like I'm Kobe
I carried the whole team by my dolely
Nobody ever told me that the top would feel this lonely
Had to revoke my access when niggas got phony
Diversify my assets, you a one-trick pony
Since I turned eighteen, I been my own big homie
Sock you niggas in the mouth, on camera, like Mick Foley
Nigga, it's big Joey
Ask around, your bitch know me
Did a lot of shit to live this life, word to Rich Homie
Truly humbled under God, Alhamdulillah
Had to learn to run before I learned how to fly
Every New Year, we still bustin' shots at the sky
Took a nigga out the hood, but not the hood out a nigga
All my life, I been surrounded by some stone cold killers
Still niggas are drug dealers
You ain't got to understand this shit, but you got to feel us
I'm back on my bullshit like Mike in '95
So I'm fly, you couldn't reach these heights unless you find God
Inshallah, I just Mase a lot, now I'm on the clock
Had influence way before TikTok, been one to watch
They think I lost the plot, I think they must forgot
How I got this spot, bitch, I'm solid as a cinderblock
I had to take a minute to live a little and laugh a lot
Through the pain, came back strong from the battles I fought
Plus, it made me sharper, I never been one to fold or rot
JBA, just be authentic, can't be something I'm not
I'm aiming for the top, taking every shot
If it came to beef, I'll be stirring the pot and serving it hot
Never lost the hunger, I just got a different appetite, I'm dishin'
Humble pie to you niggas who want to grab a slice, look
I got bragging rights and live a lavish life, I had to sacrifice
They want the full experience at half the price
They some parasites, I knew I always had the sight
They couldn't see these heights if they had a satellite
Shine bright like it's my God given right
I raised the frequency and now they see me in a different light
Yeah
Know I'm saying? Straight like that
I'm back
Yeah, we still on that. Swank White and all that
Let that bitch breathe, man
Real rap. Real rap shit
But it's still like high art, you know I'm saying? Fine art
Yeah
[Westside Gunn:]
Ayo, hell, Michelle
We can go to war, shell for shell
Fly God, they crucified me, nail by nail
And came back like it never left
Dior when I resurrect, me and Slick can go neck for neck
I been the illest if you think about it
After a drill, we don't speak about it
Chanel Moccasins bloody while you beg God for oxygen
I was on your opposite, Givenchy ski mask with the Glock tip
Just fucked a bitch out in Prague, I got options
Red tops, blue tops, green, I got options
Came through bang-bang gang like Juice Robinson
Told my fate kiss my pinky ring, I'm the oppilate
If this phone ring, right here, you know the coppies in
Every time you try to whip it back, you incompetent
I be in a ten bedroom where the mountains at
I done had niggas tied out where the ounces at
Flee two mil, war red, where the fountain at?
Money machine broke, who the fuck counting that?
[Joey Bada$$:]
Yeah, yeah
We still on that shit, nigga
All 2025, we all the way live, we still on that
SUPAFLEE lyrics - Joey Bada$$ & Bri Steves
Yeah (What you are witnessing right now)
It's Brooklyn (Kirk on the beat)
(Is something that you've never seen before) Uh
I can't lose, put me against whole crews (Right)
I style on niggas for dolo, pullin' up from the logo
Hittin' nothin' but the bottom of the net (Swish)
Know Joe been a pro, what's a rookie to a vet'? (Come on)
If I had to flex, wouldn't even be a stretch (Work)
I just raise the bar and increase my rep (Facts)
Y'all niggas is light weight (Hey), crown on my head (Hey)
Heavier than a skyscrape'
Views from the top, higher than the crime rate in my state, it's high stakes (Woo)
They caught me at the wrong time and the right place
In my case, I tried to play nice (Yeah)
'Cause what's behind these bars will make you face life
Step to Swank White, get your line stepped on
They shot's couldn't penetrate, I'm made of Teflon (Tef')
Bulletproof, and I ain't had the vest on (Nah)
Tell me who's left, I ain't even use my best arm, like
Now (I need everybody on the dance floor right now)
Just can't fuck with me (They cannot fuck with me)
Now (Are you entertained? They cannot fuck with me)
Just stand anywhere (Are you not entertained?)
They cannot fuck with me, oh no
Fine shit, I don't want no disrespect (Come on)
Hot dog, walk a nigga like a vet (Hey)
Can't breathe, with a foot up on they neck (Put in work)
I like big dog talk, baby, show me how you get, like (Put in work, put in work)
It's the don dada, the crocodile wrist rocker (Yeah)
Double breasted suit wearer, in a new pair of Pradas (C'mon)
Top shotta, the big dog, rottweiler (Yeah)
The ten toe business man with the good posture
The stand up guy, but he ain't no comedian (Nope)
We gon' see who get the last laugh, when they see me in that (Haha)
New drop, minus the roof top (Woo)
The price keep on going up like a hot stock (Cha-ching)
I'm taking big risks, big Rollie with the rocks
How them diamonds cut on the wrist, it's a suicide watch (Woo)
We only watch the games courtside of the box (That's right)
While all the opps plot as a unified flock (Haha)
Mad 'cause I got guap and the bag worth a lot (Right)
Talked to God cause it's lonely on the path to the top (Right)
Oh, you mad 'cause I'm stylin' on you, wildin' on you (Yeah)
Kirk on the beat, I get to pounding on you, yeah
Now
Just can't fuck with me (They cannot fuck with me)
Now (Are you entertained? They cannot fuck with me)
Just stand anywhere (Are you not entertained?)
They cannot fuck with me, oh no
Fine shit, I don't want no disrespect (Come on)
Hot dog, walk a nigga like a vet (Hey)
Can't breathe, with a foot up on they neck (Put in)
I like big dog talk, baby, show me how you get, like (Put in, put in work)
Okay, I stepped in, hoes frontline, pay attention
I move with intentions (Yeah), slide with protection (Uh-huh)
Some henchmen, lethal weapon, Danny Glover to the tension
'Cause catchin' me slippin' is out of the question (Question)
Not to mention, couple hoes in my section (Right)
Top models, pop bottles 'cause I'll bless them (Top)
I just point them out, and they follow my follow my direction (Come here)
Swallow my erection, then on to the next one (Next)
Adiós, I do these hoes like I do my foes (Ah)
Hundred man versus a gorilla, call me Mighty Joe (Ugh)
These little local niggas talkin' so irrational (Ha)
They ain't international (Nah), my name rings bells from Brisbane to Glasgow
I swear I'm (Yeah), not even phased
Kill you all in my spare time (Ha)
The fly Spirit, I ain't talkin' 'bout the airline
The Ruler's back, I came to declare mine, yeah
Now
Just can't fuck with me (They cannot fuck with me)
Now (Are you entertained? They cannot fuck with me)
Just stand anywhere (Are you not entertained?)
They cannot fuck with me, oh no
Fine shit, I don't want no disrespect (Yeah, come on)
Hot dog, walk a nigga like a vet (Ayy)
Can't breathe, with a foot up on they neck (Right)
I like big dog talk, baby, show me how you get, like (Uh, work it like)
HIGHROLLER lyrics - Joey Bada$$, A$AP Ferg & Kelz2busy
Uh, yeah
Blowin' money fast, but we ride slow (Skrrt)
This lifestyle we live to die for, so bullets is hollows
Ain't no tellin' how it might go (Yeah)
Shooters hoppin' out with the mask, watch his whole life flash, it's a slideshow (Brrt)
Every day is a dice roll, might get his head cracked
Niggas ain't playin' fair, tryna make his bread back
They go crazy when they see low green (Uh)
When you get the hot hand, they kill they self-esteem
Street dreams are made of these
My uncle whip just got seized for a hundred keys
Couldn't believe it when I heard the news
Though I always knew that the hustler spirit is in my blood
Just a different path I had to choose
I'm havin' it my way, ain't playin' by the rules
Real player in the game, can give you a pointer or two (That's right)
Say, when the odds is against you, what you gon' do?
Gotta keep a winner's attitude or else you're gonna lose
Girl, I wanna know
Girl, I'm 'bout that dollar (Yeah)
Baby, when I call ya, you know that I mean it, babe (I need it, babe)
Girl, I started from the bottom (That's right)
But I fell harder, baby, when I see your face (Haha)
Money fix your problems (That's right, fact)
I know baby wanna touch my pocket, tell me (Right)
What you want, I'ma cop it
I oughta tell ya, baby, it's yours, yours
We just tryna thrive 'cause all we know is survival
Livin' in the concrete jungle, had to be tribal (Yeah)
Basic instincts, my second nature is primal
Any sign of a rival, dead on arrival (Yeah)
Every day, my niggas gon' pray, hand on the Bible (Right)
On these streets, seen false prophets and false idols (Uh)
Lotta niggas claimin' they king and lost titles by their queens
Got they ass set up 'cause they was liable
I'm breathin' new life in the game, it's a revival
Left me no choice, to take your spot, it was rightful
Life is a bitch and she back on her cycle
Can't stop 'til the chips I stack tall as the Eiffel
My attitude spiteful, my vision is insightful
Only downfall, at times, I'm too prideful
I'm the king of poppin' shit, but I ain't Michael
The bag so long, look like I'm packin' a rifle
Girl, I wanna know
Girl, I'm 'bout that dollar (Yeah)
Baby, when I call ya, you know that I mean it, babe (I need it, babe)
Girl, I started from the bottom (That's right)
But I fell harder, baby, when I see your face (Haha)
Money fix your problems (That's right, fact)
I know baby wanna touch my pocket, tell me (Right, Ferg)
What you want, I'ma cop it (Yeah, uh)
I oughta tell ya, baby, it's yours, yours
Came a long ways, always wanted that
You was fuckin' with them drug dealers out there sellin' packs
Had to let my money stack (Hey)
Start to rap, got up in my bag, had to double back
Now I'm a star, hit you in that sweet with that honey pack (Uh)
Unwrap, them buns clap while them guns clap
Shootouts in your hood while I'm in it, I'm still gon' come back
I'm with all the smoke, I'ma hit it until my lungs black (Woo)
Then you poke it out, I'ma stick it in like a thumb tack (Woo)
Jerking like you don't want that (Damn)
I want you to lick it until your tongue chap (Ugh)
Them diamonds be hittin' under Burberry mittens (Woo)
Baguettie cut to precision, see, you ain't peep the vision (Right, yeah, uh)
I been on a mission, copped you a new Patti LaBelle, that's a new addition (Uh)
Maybach, color Bobby Brown, this the new edition (Ooh)
(Girl, I wanna know) Damn
Girl, I'm 'bout that dollar (Yeah)
Baby, when I call ya, you know that I mean it, babe (I need it, babe)
Girl, I started from the bottom (That's right)
But I fell harder, baby, when I see your face (Haha)
Money fix your problems (That's right, fact)
I know baby wanna touch my pocket, tell me (Right)
What you want, I'ma cop it (Yeah, uh)
I oughta tell ya, baby, it's yours, yours
READY TO LOVE lyrics - Joey Bada$$ & Ty Dolla $ign
(Ayy, YB, let's pipe 'em up, bro)
Ooh yeah, ah
Oh yeah, yeah
Yeah (Yeah), right
Dolla $ign
(Hitmaka)
(Sound)
(Badmon)
Hands on your body (Woah)
Don't it feel good? I think I'm ready to love you (You)
Ready to love you (Yeah)
Ice on you shinin' (Yeah)
Damn, you look good, I think I'm ready to love you (I think I'm ready, you)
Ready to love you (Uh, check it out, uh)
I'm too grown to be so alone (Yeah)
I get a love jones when you call my phone (Right)
Missed calls, unknown, baby, fix your tone (Fix your tone)
Talk to me nice or, baby girl, I'm gone (Facts)
Home, it's where the heart is, don't get me started (Yeah)
I need a queen to match my king just like the Carters (Right)
I know the road is long, I'm willin' to go the farthest (Yeah)
Hoppin' across borders (Uh), travel across waters (Come on)
Love is like a learning game nobody taught us
We could either burn in flames or be water
I'm tryna be a better man for my daughter (Facts)
Tryna think broader, but the way that I was brought up had me colder
I let some good ones get away from me
Rather let you go than let you sit around and wait for me
But for now, I'll be sittin' here patiently
I don't play with you, so don't you play with me, yeah
Hands on your body (On your body, baby, woah)
Don't it feel good? I think I'm ready to love you (I think I'm ready, baby, you)
Ready to love you (I know I'm ready, yeah, yeah)
Ice on you shinin' (Shinin', yeah)
Damn, you look good, I think I'm ready to love you (I think I'm ready, you)
Ready to love you (I know I'm ready, yeah, uh)
Push you to the limit when I'm outside
I've been tryna get you for a minute, girl, it's 'bout time (Facts)
BK nigga, shawty from the Southside
I heard her ex actin' like a bitch, Mrs. Doubtfire
Well, is that right? (Right)
Fuck with me and you gon' leave him in the past life (Past life)
Get you anything you need, ain't gotta ask twice (Ask twice, nah)
Know you ridin' with a G, you better act right (Act right)
Better act right (Yeah)
Pretty young thing, yeah, that's my type
'Cause she icy like Saweetie, I know that's right (Ha)
Eight-figure nigga, I got braggin' rights (Ha)
She the girl of your dreams, I'ma smash tonight (Haha)
She gon' wake up with some back pain (Ha)
Might fuck around and even get her a fat chain
I-95, swervin' into the fast lane
A bad-ass bitch, might give her my last name (Ha)
Hands on your body (On your body, baby, woah)
Don't it feel good? I think I'm ready to love you (I think I'm ready, baby, you)
Ready to love you (I know I'm ready, yeah, yeah)
Ice on you shinin' (Shinin', yeah)
Damn, you look good, I think I'm ready to love you (I think I'm ready, baby, you)
Ready to love you (I know I'm ready)
I'm sayin', though (Yeah)
BK'S FINEST lyrics - Joey Bada$$, Rome Streetz, Kai Ca$h & CJ Fly
[Joey Bada$$:]
Brooklyn
B-R double O K-L-Y-N
Like that, I had it like that
Brooklyn, represent, Brooklyn
(Statik Selekta) I made it like that
BK Where I be at
Ayo, came a long way from the streets of Brooklyn, Medina
Now I'm fucking model hoes from Wilhelmina
You can blame the city I'm from for my crooked demeanor
Reason why I always gotta keep a nina (Baow, baow)
Niggas might clean up nice, but know the God cleaner (The God clean)
Brooklyn keep on takin' it, you niggas keep on fakin' it (Yeah)
My borough's thorough, nigga, we made for this (Yeah)
We some grimy niggas, fuck your baby mom and tape the shit (Yeah, haha)
Shout out to my niggas who made it out, tryna stay legit (Word up)
Where I'm from, the dope boys the role models (Yeah)
Hov laid out the blueprint, we tried to follow
Word to the Brooklyn's finest, rest in peace to Clark Kent
Make a nightmare out these street dreams, if you got pinched
I got shooters in every hood, in Bedstuy, I'm super good (Bow, bow)
My Flatbush niggas wish a nigga would (Yeah)
My killer's in the Floss'll light you in the wood (Brrt)
Crown Heights stay paid, my Brown villain still droppin' corpses, you should be afraid, ah
BK, Brooklyn
What we live is what you read about
Wel-wel-welcome to Crooklyn
Represent, Brooklyn
Not at all, not at
BK where I be at
[Rome Streetz:]
Peep the Steez and the way these hoes sweat us (Uh-huh)
These lames stressin' over the throne, but Rome been better (These niggas washed)
Chin checkers, stylin' on lame niggas with thin cheddar
Got vendettas against ass betters and cheap leathers (Uh-huh)
Flee in Prada sweaters, locked up, she sent a lot letters (Yeah)
For the love of Rome, she do whatever, got her locked forever
Now I'm making brick guap from my acapelas
Started out with dope in my sock, rerock and extras (Uh-huh)
Fly arrogant, had to trap, infragant
Thousand for an ounce, the Rolex dial Arabic
From dope boys to star whores, thought I did a magic trick (Haha)
You ain't half as lit, when my raps is like a acid trip
No smoke, your favorite rapper want a bag to sniff (Fuck him)
A Percocet and a ghost writer to match the shit
Copy, know good kids that caught bodies
And dope fiends that'll smoke you like Chris Montesanti (Baow, baow)
BK, Brooklyn
What we live is what you read about
Wel-wel-welcome to Crooklyn
Re-re-represent, Brooklyn
Bk where I be at
[Kai Ca$h:]
Uh, Cypress Hill to Clinton, huh
East New York the villain, all flat bush to the floors
Bedstuy boy at heart
Fought green, show me love, feelin' like the old mix
Mobbin' through Atlantic Mall, Lord
I order, personal Moet to sip slow and check the Santos
Time wait for no man
I serenade the money, romance, fondle with both hands
Hustle like a corner boy
A miu miu corduroy, these diamonds gettin' gordy on me, uh (Sheesh)
If rap ain't work, I would've been robbin', I'm God's son
Used to rock a fade like Nas, but I'm borderline Jay, like I couldv'e been from Marcy
I never live with options, I knew my only job was to get it how I saw it
Think big, nothing small, we treat the clays like a garden
And ain't shit sweet, but the suite, we up top, watching players from a far
Like it's all we ever wanted, turned the humble shit to hunger, nigga, yeah
[CJ Fly:]
Brooklyn
B-R double O K-L-Y-N
'Cause I want it like that, had it like that, yeah (Brooklyn, represent, Brooklyn)
Yo (BK where I be at)
Fuck all the glamours and glitz
Keep a hammer and wrench
So all you broke motherfuckers get dismantled and fixed
I watered my money trees 'cause I plan to be rich
OG put in pain in the Towns, like I ran with the Knicks
Ain't never Joshin' around, cause you know I got heart
It's a dummy move to fuck with me, you know that ain't smart
You think you invincible, but should've known you a mark
I stay sharp and on point like I'm throwin' the dart
On God, never missin' my target, I'm like a marksman
Know some reputables from Jefferson Avenue down in Clarkson
Plus, they ain't seein' me like I had dark tint
They hate to see my dark skin
I sharpen my harpoon when I see shark fins
Heads start to turn soon as I walk in
And even if my exorcist and exorcise can tell you we ain't all kin
She gave me wood, I filled her up like I was talkin'
Collect my royalties because I'm someone who they call kin, it's Fly
[Joey Bada$$:]
Brooklyn
'Cause I want it like that, got it like that (B-R double O K-L-Y-N)
Had it like that
Brooklyn, represent, Brooklyn
Shoutout all my niggas out in East New York, mane (BK Where I be at)
BK (You know what I'm saying?)
Brooklyn
What we live is what you read about (To all my, my Red Hook niggas)
Welcome to Crooklyn
Represent, Brooklyn
Don Coney Island niggas
BK Where I be at
Yeah
UNDERWATER lyrics - Joey Bada$$
Think I'll let that shit breathe 'cause it just sounds so beautiful
Ah, ah
Sometimes I feel like I can't breathe
Like I'm underwater trying to reach (Ah, ah)
For the surface, but I'm stuck underneath (Ah, ah)
It's like I'm trapped and I just can't seem to free myself
Standin' in my own way, anytime I go, there's a mile away
I find no way to stop myself or slow down
Runnin' at my own pace, ain't got no time to waste
I'm countin' down all my days, I gotta let it go now
It's written all over my face, I'm spinnin' all over the place
I can't get a moment or break, I think I'm 'bout to break down
And I just might beat the brakes off a tr—
I'm close to the edge, I might just slip
I'm sick in the head and I know that shit
Too long since I seen the dead piss
Feel like Mos Def, I ain't hearin' shit that my umi said
Been grievin' ever since I found out that my homie dead
Told me hold my head, my crown is heavy
Got tears flowin' like broken levees
In New Orleans tryna stay alive by any means
These days, got a lot of enemies
Feedin' off of my energy, lately, been channelin' my inner chi
Tryna reawaken my kundalini
Know God talkin' to me through my dreams
I'm just tryna figure out what it means
Do I stick it out or go a different route?
If I change course, will you come with me?
Heard they comin' for me
So I keep a piece to protect my peace
Gotta watch my six when I cross these streets
I ain't no vegan, I ain't scared of no beef
Let's cut straight to potatoes and meat (Uh)
Mama was a DUS, so I gotta be (Gotta be)
Please don't pull a demon out of me (Uh)
I ain't never been a trouble starter, I'm a troubleshooter
Bitch, please don't bother me
Got a lot of stress, please don't be the reason I release it out of me
My head is hot, but the block is hotter
Red dot, red dot, I'm a top shotta with a switch, nigga
Start reflectin', what's the bigger picture?
See my reflection when I depict ya
Broke nigga, no, I can't fix ya
What's six figures to a rich—
Who you mad at, me or yourself?
How contagious is your mental health?
Deep down, you been swimmin' in doubt
Shit, you might be as good as Michael Phelps
On the low, this the lowest you felt
But your pride too high just to ask for help
See, you the problem, I figured you out
How I know? 'Cause I know myself
I ain't no perfect man, I'm just tryna do my best
I spent time searching for my way and I just went left
No one knows of the pain I'm carrying on my chest
And still I fight each day 'til I take my last breath
Sometimes I feel like I can't breathe (Ah, ah)
Like I'm underwater trying to reach (Ah, ah)
For the surface, but I'm stuck underneath (Ah, ah)
It's like I'm trapped and I can't seem to free myself (Ah)
Sometimes I feel like I can't breathe (Ah, ah)
Like I'm underwater trying to reach (Ah, ah)
For the surface, but I'm stuck underneath (Ah, ah)
It's like I'm trapped and I can't seem to free myself (Ah)
Yeah, you saved me from myself, darling
Come closer and catch me from falling
No one knows how bad I want it
Spent my whole life waiting for this moment
Yeah, you saved me from myself, darling
Come closer and catch me from falling
No one knows how bad I want it
Spent my whole life waiting for this moment
(Waiting for this moment)
(Waiting for this moment)
(For this moment)
Ah
Breathe, ah, ah
Breathe, ah, ah
Breathe, ah, ah
Breathe, ah, ah
Breathe, ah, ah
Breathe
Coming up for air
In a whirlpool of despair is where I face my fear
Keep ruining my lifeboat, I'm in deep water, no life jacket
Just tryna stay afloat
3 FEET AWAY lyrics - Joey Bada$$
Three feet away
Three feet away
Three feet away
Okay, I been dealin' with anxiety, yeah
I been practicin' sobriety, yeah
I been chillin' in the harmony
Somebody lied to me when I was younger
Told me that I couldn't be who I am now
Woah, was they wrong 'cause I'm the man now
Know they all jelly and I'm making jams now
Fuck sittin' 'round, bitch, I had to stand out
They reachin', come at me with they hands out
I'm reapin' what I sew, life done panned out
When they ask me what's wrong, I seem stressed
It's not a secret that I need a reset
Recently, I roll off to beaches
These days, I just wanna be where the peace is
'Cause I'm broken inside, pickin' up the pieces
No, my vulnerability is not a weakness, it's a strength
Still, I been standin' right on the fence
Tryna wash away my sins, I repent
Countin' my blessings, no one's heaven sent
And they'll always make dollars, no one make sense
Gotta pay attention, take a look within
Is it time well spent? It's all up to Him
Settin' intention any time I can
Lord knows I been tryna be a better man
Lord knows I been tryna be a better man, uh-uh
I'm just tryna play my part
Even though, sometimes, it get hard
But I can't get lost in the dark
Long as I'm following my heart
I'm just tryna play my part
Even though, sometimes, it get hard
But I can't get lost in the dark
Long as I'm following, I'm following, huh
My trust in God, know He lead the way
Know it's gettin' loud, know you need a break
Can't keep up, this could be the day
'Cause some times, that gold three feet away
Put your trust in God, know He lead the way
When the noise get loud, know you need a break
Can't give up, this could be the day
'Cause some times, that gold three feet away
Three feet away (Uh, uh)
Three feet away (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Three feet away (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Three feet away (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Okay, my mind is like a web browser
Got way too many tabs open
Voices in my head been gettin' louder, tellin' me to stop, but I keep goin'
Gotta keep my energy and motion
Can't be blinded by my emotion
Got three eyes that I keep open
Tunnel vision how I keep focused
Gotta give it my full devotion 'cause disbelief lead to corrosion
Count me out, but I know I'm chosen
Can't be a swimming pool, I'm a ocean
Won't be the fool no more, I found beauty in my flaws
Know I gotta give it my all 'til the day my name get called
I'm just tryna play my part
Even though, sometimes, it get hard
But I can't get lost in the dark
Long as I'm following my heart
I'm just tryna play my part
Even though, sometimes, it get hard
But I can't get lost in the dark
Long as I'm following, I'm following, huh
My trust in God, know He lead the way
Know it's gettin' loud, know you need a break
Can't keep up, this could be the day
'Cause some times, that gold three feet away
Put your trust in God, know He lead the way
When the noise get loud, know you need a break
Can't give up, this could be the day
'Cause some times, that gold three feet away
Three feet away (Uh, uh)
Three feet away (Uh, uh)
Three feet away (Uh, uh)
Three feet away (Uh, uh)
SPEEDIN' THROUGH THE RAIN lyrics - Joey Bada$$
Ride to it, ride to it, yeah
Ride to it, ride to it, ride to it now
I'm speedin' through the rain
Speedin' through the goddamn rain, man
Speedin' through the rain
Look, uh
Pedal to the medal on the road to the riches
Pit-stopped at the mosque real quick, Allah my witness
Spun the writer's block 'round like a game of Tetris
Hands on Ezekiel's wheel, I'm ambidextrous
Tryna stick the clutch right now, I'm feelin' desperate
I'm on Satan's highway, Hell-bound, lookin' for my exit
It's hot in Hell's Kitchen, but I never hail from Uptown
The kid from Bucktown, the word Smith & Wesson make them niggas (Duck down)
I used to bus around on the MTA
Turned life around at eighteen, ATM read a hundred K
Used to take the B41 to Avenue J
Before we hit the crossroads, I hate that we went separate ways
Sometimes I wish that I could put the past in my GPS
Swervin' in my GLS, been sufferin' from PTS
I guess I'm still tryna navigate the pain
Lookin' for the drive, always found myself on memory lane
Five-percent tints, I'm hidin' my shame
Came a long way, am I convinced I could go the range?
Uphill battles, know I can't go against the grain
Speedin' through the rain, I'm in terrible terrain
Pedal to the medal on the road to the riches
Pit-stopped at the mosque real quick, Allah my witness
Spun the writer's block 'round like a game of Tetris
Hands on Ezekiel's wheel, I'm ambidextrous
Tryna stick the clutch right now, I'm feelin' desperate
I'm on Satan's highway, Hell-bound, lookin' for my exit
It's hot in Hell's Kitchen, but I never hail from Uptown
The kid from Bucktown, the word Smith & Wesson make them niggas (Baow, baow, baow)
'Cause shit get difficult, really critical
When niggas tryna ridicule you, pull your spirit out the physical
Your body is a vehicle, Satan tryna pimp the ride
Devils wanna get inside and drive you out your fuckin' mind
Open my windows wide, feelin' out the vibe
Speedin' down the I-95, it's just me, myself, and I
With the Glock 9, passenger side, I'm runnin' out of time
Race against the clock until my hands is tied
I'm fired up, V12, slide up
Whip clean, but it's dirty, see 12, just my luck, fuck, uh
My foot up on the gas, runnin' from the law
I ain't slowin' down and stoppin' for nobody but the Lord
Keep my
Pedal to the medal on the road to the riches
Pit-stopped at the mosque real quick, Allah my witness
Spun the writer's block 'round like a game of Tetris
Hands on Ezekiel's wheel, I'm ambidextrous
Tryna stick the clutch right now, I'm feelin' desperate
I'm on Satan's highway, Hell-bound, lookin' for my exit
It's hot in Hell's Kitchen, but I never hail from Uptown
The kid from Bucktown, the word Smith & Wesson make them niggas (Duck down, baow, baow, baow)
Yeah, uh (Ride to it, ride to it, yeah)
Make them niggas, bitch (Baow, baow, baow)
Speedin' through the rain (Ride to it, ride to it, ride to it now)
Speedin' through the rain
Speedin' through the goddamn rain, man
Speedin' through the rain
STILL lyrics - Joey Bada$$, Ab-Soul & Rapsody
We still on that
It's whatever
Faith too strong, God got something better in mind
Yeah
Statik Selektah
I'ma live forever
Mama raised a go-getter, tough as fancy leather
If an opportunity misses me, it's whatever
My faith too strong, I know God got something better in mind
I get better in time
You can't dwell on the past, gotta learn from it
Yeah, gotta face your problems, can't turn from it
'Cause everybody got 'em, it ain't arbitrary
Still heavy is the crown, on the contrary
It's the honorary rightful king, came to claim my position
Better watch the throne, it's what the game missing
The sixth member of the commission, but they ain't listening
They more worried how my chain glisten or what I'm whippin'
I know I'm destined for greatness, can feel my palms itchin'
A wise man once said that it was written
But I don't need a pen, I see the writings on the wall
Call it superstition, I got that Stevie vision
Yeah, and this a song in the key of my life
I put my soul in these mics, ain't gotta think twice
When you know it's yours, you ain't gotta question
That's why I'm never stressing, I know it was all destined
I know
I know it was all destined
I knew that I'd be tested
Even with my back on the wall
I ain't fall, tell 'em all, God
We still on that, look
We still on that
What's the highest duty of a man?
Protect and provide for the fam
Perfect his true power from within
And even then, gotta know the right time to use it
Have enough self-control so you won't abuse it
Family is everything
A man is nothing if you lose it
Play the right hand, we all win
Most these nigga clueless
Foolish, walking down the wrong path, fuck it, if the shoe fits
Gotta let him wear it, he ain't tryna hear it
But deep down, it don't still well in the spirit
Yeah, pray it only get clearer
Meantime, I'm starting with the man in the mirror
I know
I know it was all destined
I knew that I'd be tested
Even with my back on the wall
I ain't fall, tell 'em all, God
We still on that
We still on that
Taking advantage of my vantage point
Cannon pointed at my adversaries that I can't anoint
The fifth horseman appointed to redirected the apocalypse
In the Impala, flippin' the hydraulic switch
Steering the wheel of fortune, still I'm ten steps ahead of these niggas
Something surely afoot
Doing this shit blindfolded, stare in the mirror, can't even look myself in the eye
I don't even know how I look
But the long term legacy'll stand taller than yours
On a mission impossible with probable cause
Family connected to me indefinitely
Enemies close, I'm a devious host
Smarter martyr disguised as a remarkable author
Take a glass of absinthe in my absence
It may just make your heart grow fonder or at least grow stronger
I gotta go farther for the sake of my daughters
Huh?
I said I gotta go farther for the sake of my daughters
For the sake of my soul
We still on that
I know
I know it was all destined
I knew that I'd be tested
Even with my back on the wall
I ain't fall, tell 'em all, God
We still on that
We still on that
LONELY AT THE TOP lyrics - Joey Bada$$
They say it's lonely at the top, so whatever you do
You always gotta watch motherfuckers around you
Nobody's invincible, no plan is foolproof
We all must meet our moment of truth, truth, truth
They say it's lonely at the top, so whatever you do
You always gotta watch motherfuckers around you
Nobody's invincible, no plan is foolproof
We all must meet our moment of truth, truth, truth
I been havin' flashbacks to the days of my youth
Right next to the trap was my grandmama's stoop
193 Vernon Ave, Tompkins and Throop
Where we used to be, take 'em back, back to the roots
Where any time we'd leave the block, we would move in cahoots
Getting harassed by the cops, hands up, don't shoot
They thought that we was sellin' rocks, I couldn't say we was not (True)
In fact, I couldn't say a lot 'cause it's just how I was taught (Shh)
Guilty by association, that's a thing of my past
Had to cut off some relations to ensure I would last
Nowadays, ain't got no patience, I be moving too fast
If we ain't on the same vibration, then I'm shaking your ass
Now every time I spin the block, niggas be lookin' so mad
Seen my closest friends turn to opps, shit's so sad
Tryin' to pretend, but I know there's snakes in the grass
Lookin' through my lens, it be hard to face those facts
They say it's lonely at the top, so whatever you do
You always gotta watch motherfuckers around you
Nobody's invincible, no plan is foolproof
We all must meet our moment of truth, truth, truth
They say it's lonely at the top, so whatever you do
You always gotta watch motherfuckers around you
Nobody's invincible, no plan is foolproof
We all must meet our moment of truth, truth, truth
Can't find nobody to relate to these problems I have
I got 150 on the dash, pray to God I won't crash
I'm hopin' Allah take the wheel if I written my will
I keep my head up on a swivel when I play in the field
I'm paranoid, checkin' my mirrors like it's somethin' I feel
These streets don't play fair, so I keep my pistol concealed
'Cause I'm the type to say a prayer 'fore I catch my kill
Like as-salamu alaykum, swear this shit get real
Shit get
Swear this shit get real
Shit get
Shit too real
They say it's lonely at the top, so whatever you do
You always gotta watch motherfuckers around you
Nobody's invincible, no plan is foolproof
We all must meet our moment of truth, truth, truth
The Baddest lyrics - Joey Bada$$ (feat. Diddy)
[Diddy:]
You ain't know I could play the piano, did you, nigga?
Can you say New York City?
Now as we proceed
To give you what you need (Bad Boy)
Ladies and gentlemen (And I say New York City)
I'd like to introduce to you
You know, it's a vibe, he is
Said he the baddest motherfucker in town
[Joey Bada$$ (Diddy):]
I can take five years off 'cause my shit is timeless
My core got my back so I'm standing on my promise
These niggas only backed by they labels, they all spineless
I'm back by popular demand and on that timing
I'm popped out 2012, y'all wasn't outside then
Ten years later, tell me, why y'all still hiding?
Niggas know who greater, fuck your favorite, I'm the greatest
They never could degrade us and I did it with no major
I made a lane for niggas by going my own way (Come on)
I paved the way for a lot of these rappers you see today
So act like you know, bitch, I've been had the flow, penetrating souls
Who the best emcees? Kenny, Joey and Cole
The holy trinity, it's that "95 Till Infinity" energy
Knowing when I'm gone and forever remember me (Yeah)
So show me love when I'm still in the vicinity (Show love)
And show no sympathy for niggas who be moving finicky
[Diddy:]
(Ooh, and I like it) Can you say New York City?
(Ooh, and I like it) Can you say New York City?
(Ooh, and I like it) Can you say New York City?
(Ooh, and I like it) Can you say New York City?
[Joey Bada$$ (Diddy):]
It's been a minute and I still kick a style with no gimmicks (Yeah)
Took some time off, now we back in this (We back)
What, you niggas thought I was finished? I'm offended
I'm just getting replenished, emcees getting diminished when I'm in attendance
Get finished like a sentence, period
Never is my light dimming, my shine is serious, a born star (Don't stop)
These other niggas ain't on par, who wanna spar?
I got war scars, two ARs and four SCARs (Let's go)
Nine on my waist like a corsage 'cause I talk large (Let's go)
These small-town niggas ain't tryna see us going far
Word to Khaled, yo, they hate to see you winning
They wanna see your life ending
Lights out, striking out in my ninth inning
Wiped out, they wonder how I just stay grinning (Let's go)
'Cause we came a long way since the beginning
Everything iced out 'cause this how I'm living (Come on, yeah, Bad Boy)
[Diddy {Joey Bada$$}:]
(Ooh, and I like it) Can you say New York City? (Ohh is that Joey over there?)
(Ooh, and I like it) Can you say New York City?
(Ooh, and I like it) Can you say New York City?
(Ooh, and I like it) Can you say New York City?
{Can you say?}
[Diddy:]
Come on
The baddest stay down always from beginning to end
You know what I'm sayin'?
Just get back to being who we are, you know what I'm sayin'?
Like the baddest, take that
Make Me Feel lyrics - Joey Bada$$
[Stephanie Mills & Joey Bada$$:]
Something in the way you make me feel
Feel, feel (Statik Selektah)
Tell you, baby
Something in the way you make me feel
Feel, feel (Uh)
[Joey Bada$$:]
When opportunity meets preparation, I'm goin' off like a detonation
I want it all, fuck a reparation
I do it all with no hesitation
Fuck a punchline, I hit 'em with a combination like this shit was second nature
Layin' down the law like this shit is legislature
Alligator jaws sayin' ain't nobody greater
I bow my head and do my numbers like it's nothin' major
Over time, I've been too humble, time to up the wager
Eight figures later, got my life all figured out
Gotta have tunnel vision if you wanna make it out
No fear of missin' out
Ten thousand hours in, now it's time to make it count
Investin' ten percent of whatever in my bank account
Just in case we see bad weather, I hit a nice amount
You don't really lose on stocks, never, 'less you take 'em out
Thinkin' 'bout puttin' some equity in another house
Thin line between brevity and longevity
One thing I never sacrifice is integrity
I ain't nothin' like these rappers, it's a disparity
None of these niggas is seein' me, just for clarity
Rest in peace to STEEZ and Jun', they put the battery inside my back
Now I'm back to leave a casualty and flee the scene casually
I ain't even gotta aim, it's all hip accuracy
Amen in Jesus name, my niggas still gon' blast for me
Niggas got audacity thinkin' they could come after me
Runnin' this shit on these tracks just like an athlete
Automatic classic when Joey get on a Statik beat
All my bars appreciate with time like a Patek Philippe
Ooh, I been thrivin'
New Presi' on my wrist, call it Joe Biden
If I shoot, I never miss, I'ma keep firin'
The flow tyrant, I woke up and chose violence
Product of my environment walkin' in my alignment
I'm the reason why niggas talkin' 'bout retirement
I'm the reason why niggas often have been silent
Bow down to your highness, Brooklyn's finest
This flow make 'em think there's something wrong with they sinus
I came up from the underground and had to keep climbin'
I peep game like Jay, that's why he didn't sign us
Said keep the game at bay like the 49ers
47 shit, Steezy lookin' down smilin'
Stars keep alignin' so we gotta keep shinin'
I'm rare cut like a motherfuckin' pink diamond
The irony, I been the one you niggas underminin', nigga
This is somethin' to remind 'em
Hidden in the rough, where you find 'em
Shine so bright that it just might blind 'em
Your favorite rappers wouldn't be enough if you combined them niggas
[Stephanie Mills & Joey Bada$$:]
Something in the way you make me feel
No tolerance for violators, that won't fly haters
Feel, feel
Had enough of y'all fakers, took a hiatus
Got floor-to-ceiling windows with a view of skyscrapers
Tell you, baby
Something in the way you make me feel
Feel, feel
And it makes me feel real good
Where I Belong lyrics - Joey Bada$$
Uh, uh, uh-uh
Yeah (Static Selektah)
[Joey Bada$$:]
Back on the set like I never left
I'm takin' steps to be the best 'til they lay me to rest
VVS upon my chest, it got them devious
Ain't no tints on my two-door, I want them see it's us
'Cause if I paid enough, them fuckers better see me comin'
I used to drive my mama bucket, ridin' 'round frontin'
On Snyder Avenue, buildin' number thirty-four-hunnid
I gave this shit my all or nothin', now my bank bussin'
I'm livin' plush', new crib cost a milli' plus
Six figures on every art piece that's hangin' up
You little niggas still spendin' on the obvious
And if you think I'm flexin' now, just wait 'til I re-up
And just to sum it up, we shinin' all year long
When I was comin' up, they tried to tell me that was wrong
I had to run it up, and now I'm right where I belong
If all my niggas dead and gone, I gotta carry on
I pray the Lord have mercy on a nigga soul
We reminiscin', reminiscin' like it's all we know
Take hollow tips and extra clips everywhere we go
'Cause I be takin' risk every time that I hit the door
I pray the Lord have mercy on a nigga soul
We reminiscin', reminiscin' like it's all we know
Take hollow tips and extra clips everywhere we go
'Cause I be takin' risk every time that I hit the door
Yo
Tryna get my thoughts together
I say a prayer every day, hopin' it all get better
I talk to God a lot, these verses is like open letters
I know that nothin' really last forever
Like the past, the future don't exist, I know it's now or never
Focused on the present, know my presence is a gift
Just so happen to be good at rappin', that would be my niche
I was only like six when my cousin Richie Rich
Wrote my first verse for me that I would never forget
And since then I was never known to leave a microphone alone
Often took the long way home just to get thoughts off my dome
Mama blowin' up my phone, leave her message at the tone
I was gettin' in my zone, at times I felt so alone
Like how it feel to know that you the best and nobody know
Every punchline a chin check and a body blow
With all disrespect, you niggas still ain't fuckin' with me though
And never was
Every time they thought they had me down, I just leveled up
[BKTIDALWAVE:]
They all saw it
I'm from Brooklyn, I rep Brooklyn all day
They killed Biggie
Y'all niggas is killin' us and you fuckin'
This world is about money, money revolve around money
Just know that I'm from Brooklyn
[Joey Bada$$:]
I pray the Lord have mercy on a nigga soul
We reminiscin', reminiscin' like it's all we know
Take hollow tips and extra clips everywhere we go
'Cause I be takin' risk every time that I hit the door
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you liked that?
Hey motherfuckers
Joey Bada$$ has just moved, bitch
We talkin' New York, Brooklyn, motherfucker
Joey's the illest motherfucker doin' this rap shit
You digg?
And go and buy this motherfucker shit right now
And tell your grandpa to get it too, motherfuckers
I want an album motherfucker
Brand New 911 lyrics - Joey Bada$$ (feat. Westside Gunn)
[Joey Bada$$ (Westside Gunn):]
Woo (Grrt)
Uh-uh, yeah (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Yeah Badmon (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Brand new 911 off the lot, off the lot, uh (Skrrt)
It ain't even cost me a lot, uh, yeah
Took that bitch back to the block, to the block, uh
Heard a nigga just got boom, boom, boom, boom, uh
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
The God within me won't allow these niggas to contempt me
I keep the piece, full squeeze until my clip is empty (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
They resent me 'cause I'm countin' all these blessings heaven sent me (Woo, ah)
I copped the 911 (Yeah), now I'm thinkin' 'bout the Bentley (Skrrt, right)
You get me? I had to take this shit, nobody let me (Nobody)
Except me (Uh) so I could give a fuck if you accept me (Yeah)
One thing that's for sure, bitch, you gon' respect me (Right)
Look, I'ma flex, do your best not to sweat the technique (Nope)
'Cause behind the smoke and mirrors, niggas all reflect me (They all)
And I would fuck with you bitches if my aura let me (At all)
Or if you all would just tune into my frequencies (Yeah)
We expose the secrecy, screamin', "Rest in peace to Steez" (Rest in peace)
If you don't got the power, you just gotta peek and see for yourself
'Cause when you stay connected to source, you won't need nothin' else
Still I went and copped me the Porsche just for my mental health
I guess I couldn't help myself (Skrrt) I'm screamin' out
Brand new 911 off the lot, off the lot (Skrrt)
It ain't even cost me a lot, uh, yeah (Woo)
Took that bitch back to the block, to the block
Heard a nigga just got, uh (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, oww)
Brand new 911 off the lot, off the lot (Skrrt)
It ain't even cost me a lot, uh, yeah (Woo)
Took that bitch back to the block, to the block, uh
Heard a nigga just got got (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
[Westside Gunn:]
Ayo, you in Dior, bitches adore you
The first time I got knocked was on Madison
All my fiends chef and dope before you (Ah)
Body in the Bentley truck spoiled
All your base out of space, if I'm livin' then I'm loyal
911 with the wing, couple bodies on the scene (Skrrt)
That's when Naya had the face but the body was Jeanine (Ah)
That's when Feds had that steam, just missed me by a second
Now my nigga locked, stressin', made his locker look like Precious
Shoot that chopper, send that message (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot) it's our block now
(It's our block now, doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Shoot that chopper, send that message, this our block now
(This our block now, doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Ayo, watch how I aviate, Benz drive from '88 (Skrrt)
My nigga got thirty years left, he doin' day-for-day (Ah)
He don't give a fuck, he on his bunk drinkin' Ace of Spades
Sos just came home, we had our Timbs tailor-made (Tailor-made)
Cruise Control lyrics - Joey Bada$$
[Joey Bada$$:]
Livin' in a world so cold
Keep a nigga on ten toes
Where I'm headin', only Lord knows
Said, I'm droppin' my top down on cruise control
Uh, thirty million by age thirty
Motivated to reach my goals, trust me, I ain't worried
'Bout weak-minded bitches and hoes
These low-life niggas who ain't got no self-control
Been feelin' hungry and they just ain't feedin' my soul
I had to let go
A lot of people that I really thought were there for me were just in my way (Facts, uh-huh)
Holdin' on the fact of what we used to be back in the day
Niggas ain't gon' meet me halfway, I ain't finna wait
Had to cut the dead weight
Just so I could elevate and levitate, now let me set the record straight
Every day, I meditate 'cause I'm the one they love to hate
Focus on the bigger picture, tryna find a better way
'Cause I ain't finna cut myself short
Money gettin' longer, but happiness never been bought (Facts)
The type of shit I'll teach to my daughter never was taught
To me when I was younger 'cause that shit wasn't even a thought (Wasn't even a thought)
Livin' in a world so cold (So cold)
Keep a nigga on ten toes (Ten toes)
Where I'm headin', only Lord knows
Said, I'm droppin' my top down on cruise control
Livin' in a world so cold (So cold)
Keep a nigga on ten toes (Ten toes)
Where I'm headin', only Lord knows
Said, I'm droppin' my top down on cruise control
Droppin' my top down on cruise control
Droppin' my top down on cruise control
It was all a dream, came in this at seventeen
Me and my Pro Era team focused on the better things
Tryna stack cheddar, C.R.E.A.M. rule everything, uh
Foot up on the pedal and never settlin'
I'm full steam ahead of them, ten-year veteran, how you figure?
Name a nigga that I ain't better than, my flow iller
Still, it's the cure like medicine, the cold killer
Glock tucked inside the letterman by Pro Era
I swear this shit couldn't be more clearer
It's like I'm lookin' through a whole mirror
I could see the vision, so I live like it's my last day
And everything I want just tryna meet me halfway
I try to stay calm, but niggas tryna blast me
The ski mask way, lookin' for a fast pay, so I stay
Armed and alarmed 'cause I ain't tryna go the fast way
It's a marathon, you can't treat it like a drag race
Yo, what's your name again?
I know you from where? High school?
I don't know you, man
Loser
Livin' in a world so cold (So cold)
Keep a nigga on ten toes (Ten toes)
Where I'm headin', only Lord knows
Said, I'm droppin' my top down on cruise control
Livin' in a world so cold (So cold)
Keep a nigga on ten toes (Ten toes)
Where I'm headin', only Lord knows
Said, I'm droppin' my top down on cruise control
Droppin' my top down on cruise control ('trol, 'trol, 'trol, 'trol)
Droppin' my top down on cruise control ('trol, 'trol, 'trol, 'trol)
[Nas:]
Ladies and gentlemen
Your man, Mr. Nasir Jones, is proud to present my man, Jo-Vaughn
Some of you motherfuckers know him as Joey Bada$$
Wise man, this man has age on him like he's been here before
Yet he's a young king, you heard?
Everybody in the back, quiet down, get ready for some real shit
I introduce to you a great one, you know him as Joey Bada$$
Eulogy lyrics - Joey Bada$$
Huh
I love that, like
I'm up feelin' right, the way niggas do this shit, man
Shit is a honor
It's a honor, really
Yeah (Badmon)
Uh
Just lookin' at my generation
Overdosed on blue pills, caught up in the Matrix
Gotta spread love, though, 'cause it's a lotta hatred
Know it's a marathon and these motherfuckers racist
Everybody's dangerous, posin' with the stainless just to be famous
It's like you gotta be brainless, for real
'Cause believin' in things that ain't even real
They thought he was a gangsta, they thought he'd never tell
Time will tell, it reveals and it heals so I chill
Another day, another deal, made another mill'
But what do that mean when these kids still gettin' killed over no reason?
R.I.P. my cousin Rell', yo, I'm still grievin'
That's why I'm usually unavail
But what I need to call for help for? Bitch, I put myself on
Niggas behind bars vent to me on my cell phone
Hate it when they gotta leave the message at the dial tone
But they know I gotta do me if we gon' eat
So I proceed to unleash the beast, and decease the beast
Let me speak my peace, and if you reach, I teach
I'm only here because I'm known in the streets
I ain't proud about it but I wouldn't ride without it, ayy
Push me to my limit, bet you see I'm 'bout it, 'bout it
Can these niggas fuck with me? I highly doubt it
I'm mildly psychotic, hide the body in the trunk
And still hit the hydraulics and prolly forget about it
The flow's a sick dot, it see through the trick knowledge
Never did college and I still raised dollars for tuition
You could buy my album for like eight dollars
Best money that you'll ever spend, I promise
Best money that you'll ever spend, I promise
Best money that you'll ever lend, I promise
Best money that you'll ever, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This for my niggas sittin' on the big wheels
Mommies in the six inch heels
And to my haters who'll never know how this shit feels
This shit get real, yeah, uh
This for my niggas sittin' on the big wheels
And my mommies in the six inch heels
And to my haters who'll never know how this shit feels
This shit get real, uh, uh
Ancient teachings on the wall
Hop in the van, bust a cap and we off
Welcome to the upper echelon, stretch your arm, um
I'm feelin' synonymous to Nostradamus
A movin' monument, can't die anonymous
Just tryna make a name for myself, they fraudulent
Get blown out the water fuckin' with the conglomerates
Swimming' mainstream like a hungry hip-hop-potamus
You ain't a great white guy, you just a great white lie
With great ties to what seems to be a great white guy
I got state-wide eyes
One stay on the rise while the other on the enterprise (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
This for my niggas sittin' on the big wheels
And my mommies in the six inch heels
And to my haters who'll never know how this shit feels
This shit get real, yeah
This for my niggas sittin' on the big wheels
And my mommies in the six inch heels
And to my haters who'll never know how this shit feels
This shit get real, uh, uh
Then they say we crazy and delirious
Addicted to drugs, I'm just livin' it up
I put a limit on none, pull my thoughts let it run
Drown in emotion, swim in the outcome
They say problems is opportunities in disguise
And each day I learn, I'm just tryna get it by
Get high for that man and never mind
Mind never matter, neither or ever did time
Fuck clocks, let that shit unwind
Fuck rocket ships, I blast off in my mind
That don't cost a dime, I got unlimited rides
Roller coaster coast between space and time
Uh, what's the matter with this world that we livin' in?
Full of fake snake dealin' niggas and the middleman
Tryna plot against my dividends again
They'll believe in anything when the pyramid, uh
Zipcodes lyrics - Joey Bada$$
Hahaha
You know what I'm sayin'? Look
We gon' talk our shit on this one (Talk your shit)
Kirk Knight on the beat, keep my cypher complete, look
(Complete, look)
Forty K for the Rollie with the leather band, no time to parley
Life is too short, we came a long way
From pissy hallways to court-side up in Barclays (Yeah)
Stuntin' is a sport, the way I'm ballin', we could all play (Ballin')
My cup overflowin', I'm feelin' fine in this Chardonnay
I dropped seven bands in Rick Owens, it was a calm day
Prices lookin' like a zip code, I switch zones when it get cold
So they gon' have to throw they shade from far away
I brought it in, walkin' with your broad down Broadway
Skip the foreplay and brought her back to where the Don lay
It's Brooklyn, get your chain tooken lookin' like entrées
Parted in my origin, get your troops, call 'em in
I gave 'em fair warnings
I'm up late nights and early mornings
I got a little buzz, I can't afford to miss my callin' now
Be the first to arrive and last to leave
Dropped out of school, still voted most likely to succeed (Ow)
Said I do this with the ease, I collect my fees and then I breeze
Neck on freeze like it's below thirty-two degrees, check my steez
Hold up, nigga, nigga, nigga (Please)
Look, off top, fuck the speculation (Yeah)
If rap was a stock, I have a hundred million in evaluation
A hundred thousand hours and you niggas only mastered masturbation
Y'all some pros at procrastination (Hahaha)
I tax those who act slow, never had patience (Never had)
My cat flow got you fat souls in fascination (Haha)
I made her make it clap, then I told her "Congratulations" (Yeah)
You fuckin' with the realest cat since Larry David
Curb your enthusiasm
It's the Creature from the Black Lagoon, snatch your Julie Adams
Most niggas really pooms when you wave the toolie at em' (Boom, boom)
Could've made the Goonies clap
But masked up like MF DOOM, don't know what truly had (Rest in peace)
And firstly, all my wolves is blood thirsty (Yeah)
Ready to shoot from mid-range like they James Worthy
Let a nigga try to hurt me (Try)
He gon' see some bloodhounds, some blue flags
Duck down or move fast and push your own kuf' back, nigga
Said I do this with the ease, I collect my fees and then I breeze
Neck on freeze like it's below thirty-two degrees, check my steez
Hold up, nigga, nigga, nigga (Please)
I can show you how to get lit and don't blow it (Uh)
'Cause when you really start gettin' rich, ain't gotta show it (It's right)
Lifestyle golden, my nigga, now that's trojan (Facts)
Only magnum rounds when I bust and explode 'em
Eight figure nigga, so I'm always gettin' chosen
Middle of the summer, my ice is still frozen (Brr)
I try to show these niggas the ropes, they let it choke 'em
I got sick of playin' with niggas, I started coachin' (Yeah)
I ain't worried 'bout y'all hands, 'cause y'all jokers (Right)
Hit the Royal Flush on niggas, ain't talkin' Poker (Right)
Actin' like my shit don't stink when it's supposed to (Right)
I'm laughin' on my way to the bank, I'm in that Rover (Haha)
Bitch, watch that drink on my couch, look, here's a coaster (Here)
Had to cut back on my tokes, get fully focused (Focused)
Cadillac came with a toast, it's fully loaded (Blah)
Ten years killin' this game, I'm really goated, nigga (Fuckin' goat, nigga)
I'm the motherfuckin' greatest, nigga
I know you hate it, nigga (Yeah)
Most underrated
At least they ain't never underpayin', haha
I don't even know where to start
But you know, it's 2000 shit, man
If y'all wasn't around in the 2000s
You wouldn't know what really goin' on, you feel me?
We smokin', we drinkin'
It's good vibes, it's the right vibe
It's the player vibe
2000, we gettin' this shit right
You feel me? All night
Take that, take that, 'cause Diddy was just right here, you heard me?
My nigga Joey Bada$$, two-fuckin'-thousand
We saw it in '99, but now we in 2000
Even though we in 2022 I think, but who's countin'?
We just countin' money, ya dig?
I don't even know what to say
I'm just here, you feel me?
One Of Us lyrics - Joey Bada$$ (feat. Larry June)
[Joey Bada$$:]
Make up your mind, make up your mind (Uh, yeah)
One of the things you told me, baby (Statik Selektah)
Look, make up your mind, baby
Rollie on my wrist sayin' I ain't got time, baby
Gotta shine, baby
Uh, I know they wishin' they was one of us (Why?)
'Cause we livin' in the lap of lux (Yeah)
Stuffing honeys in the truck, got 'em lappin' up (Right)
I know I got my money right, so I'm actin' up (Yeah)
What? I know they wishin' they was one of us (What)
'Cause we livin' in the lap of lux (What, what)
Stuffing honeys in the truck, got 'em lappin' up (Yeah)
I know I talk a lot of shit 'cause I can back it up, what (Nigga, what)
Bitch, I'm the boss like Hugo
Pockets full of blue notes, walking industry loophole
Realest nigga that you know
Known around my city like that nigga Cuomo
Catch me in Bocacainni eatin' all the pluto
She need a nigga who gon' keep it low, won't let the crew know
Venus and Sagittarius, but I took her to Pluto
I got a gold soul, not that I could pull gold
She throw a dime, I knock it out the park like Albert Pujols
Goodfella, rockin' the Sky-Dweller (I don't care)
Got street dreams of bein' richer than a Rockefeller (Yeah, now)
I tell her it's whatever, we can catch planes to dodge the bad weather
Alcantaras off in the Porsche until you feel this leather
And the Range Rover, kinda on the river
For the quick changeover, got a A.M. and a P.M. with
Only A-list R&B honeys who you see him with
Any rumors you heard about him, you should believe the shit
I pull up in the cleanest whip, Nike SBs in coordination with the GC3
Prezi' on the wrist look crisp, matchin' the Jesus piece
Face card way too legit, don't even need ID
Basketball wives on my dick, I give 'em tenacious D (Balling)
From BK to the Bay, we run them numbers up
'Bout to lap you niggas again, they runnin' outta luck
Been up on top of my game, niggas can't stunt on us
Me and June one in the same, fuckin' the summers up (Right)
I know they wishin' they was one of us (What?)
'Cause we livin' in the lap of lux (Yeah)
Stuffing honeys in the truck, got 'em lappin' up (Yeah)
I know I got my money right, so I'm actin' up (Yeah)
What? I know they wishin' they was one of us (What)
'Cause we livin' in the lap of lux (What, what)
Stuffing honeys in the truck, got 'em lappin' up (Yeah)
I know I talk a lot of shit 'cause I can back it up
[Larry June:]
Nigga, this that go insane, nigga, kill mode
Pyrex in the kitchen, workin' two stoves (Uh), yeah
Emerged from the dirt (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy), had to make a way (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
It was dark days (Goddamn), but now it's better ways (Numbers)
Used to wash cars (Man), go to matinees (Yeah)
Now I'm pullin' out a hunnid just to go and play (Go and play)
I'm the type that let a bad bitch walk away (Walk away)
'Cause that ain't my main focus, I'm on bigger things
Might get her hair done, let her drive the Porsche (What else?)
Ten thousand in my sock and I'm rocking shorts
Uh, choose up, I got my life in order (Man, man, man)
Slide through BK in a drop with Joey (Good job)
I told baby I'm a different breed
Don't be chasing me, shit, should be chasing heat (Come on)
In Philly with Wallo eatin' a Philly cheese (Man)
We livin' that life niggas would not believe (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Joey Bada$$:]
I know they wishin' they was one of us
'Cause we livin' in the lap of lux
Stuffing honeys in the truck, got 'em lappin' up
I know I got my money right, so I'm actin' up (Yeah)
What? I know they wishin' they was one of us (What)
'Cause we livin' in the lap of lux (What, what)
Stuffing honeys in the truck, got 'em lappin' up
I know I talk a lot of shit 'cause I can back it up, nigga, what
Yo, what up?
You didn't get my text?
Who is this?
You don't know me
I just was, I just was on my girl's phone and I saw she had you saved as "Rapper"
And I recognize it's like a New York number, the fuck?
Are you Joey?
It is I, yeah, it's me
I'm seriously considering proposing to this girl this weekend
Bought a ring, took the whole '99, everything
So, what you asking me, bro?
Welcome Back lyrics - Joey Bada$$ (feat. Chris Brown & Capella Grey)
What I'm asking you is, just, if you were intimate with her, in any capacity? I'd appreciate if you let me know
Alright, let me tell you exactly what happened
[Joey Bada$$:]
Uh, I told her straight up (Straight up)
We could shoot the shit for a bit or we can lay up, babe
Act like you ain't come to get hit, you know I wait up
'Cause when I'm on shots of the whish you know I stay up (Facts)
I know you miss suckin' this dick, ain't gotta say much
Pillowcase full of makeup, soon as you break up with a nigga
Hit me on the wake up (Brr)
Suitcase packed, sneaky links to Jamaica
Hit it from the back, like a nigga fuckin' hate ya
Uh, she call me Bada$$ the Backbreaker
The Heart Taker, the Bedroom Dominator
Best to don't leave your girl around me, true playa for real
'Cause when she hit me 'round three, I'ma slay it for real
She walk in, I cue the Carl Thomas
Turn the lights down, leave on my diamonds
The way she ride it, I can tell that pussy got some mileage
She been at Met Gala, but she never met a gyalis
[Capella Grey (Joey Bada$$):]
Welcome back, I knew you would (Badmon)
That's why you pull up on me
To blow your back out like I should (Like I should, baby)
No, no, nobody knows your body (Yeah, uh, uh, uh)
You know who to call, baby, like I do
Let that wind get in that pocket
Look what you done started (Look, check it out)
[Chris Brown:]
It's not my fault you had to double back, baby
Spinnin' the block, had a nigga text, he mad ain't he
Right or wrong, take it any way you want it
Nigga, 'cause she ain't comin' home tonight
So don't you wait up, wait up (Nah)
He had you on the side line, better ride with me
This don't gotta be a sign
Girl, this just a little white lie
When he tell you he love you, you know it's fake
She my sneaky link, ain't no tellin' for being faithful
Grippin' on your body and bending it out of shape
Love the way we toxic, we playing a couple games
Never sayin' a name
[Capella Grey:]
Welcome back, I knew you would
That's why you pull up on me
To blow your back out like I should
No, no, nobody knows your body
Like I do
Let that wind get in that pocket
Look what you done started
[Joey Bada$$:]
Uh, she say she wanna suck me like ox-tail
Right off the bone, shorty, and it's honor for cocktail
She hit my phone askin' me if I'm at the spot still
She tryna cop a feel, I dropped the pin and shit got real
Now she in my livin' room sippin' on red wine
We unwind for a little bit, then it's bedtime
Take her upstairs, cut the lights, cue the Ginuwine
She tell me that the pussy mines, I can hit anytime
Now that's the type of shit that a nigga like
She keep the pussy wet all night and she grip it tight
She suck it and lick it right, I eat it like I got a big appetite
Then beat it like she the next nigga wife
I even leave on my ice, I hit the spot so precise
I'm gifted, she so surprised, she love it, it's in her eyes
Rub on her inner thighs, makin' the hairs on the back of her neck rise
And when she climax, I swear it's the best prize
[Capella Grey:]
Welcome back, I knew you would, uh
That's why you pull up on me
To blow your back out like I should
No, no, nobody knows your body
Like I do
Let that wind get in that pocket
Look what you done started
[Capella Grey & Chris Brown (Joey Bada$$):]
Spin the block, I won't judge you
Spin the block, I won't judge you (Spin the block, I won't judge)
Spin the block, I won't judge you (Spin the block, I won't-)
Spin the block, I won't judge you (Uh, uh)
Spin the block, I won't judge you
Spin the block, I won't judge you
Spin the block, I won't judge you
(That's a legendary young man)
Show Me lyrics - Joey Bada$$
[Joey Bada$$ (Emma Proulx):]
(Show me how)
(You care)
Statik Selektah, yeah
(Tell me how) Tell me all
(You loved) Tell me how you love, baby
(Before) Uh
[Joey Bada$$:]
Can't spell "us" without "trust"
Put the lust aside, there's some things we gotta discuss
So close your legs for a bit, baby, let's open up
Closed mouths don't get fed finishing lunch, her panties in a bunch
Tell me where you been at these last couple months
You say you want me back, so baby, don't front
'Cause I could never know too much but just enough
So the next nigga never feel he got the one-up
But we ain't gotta rush, take your time
We could talk until the sun up, I see you tryin'
To say what's on your mind, I promise to be fine
I could see the signs, be honest, I ain't blind
The truth is we all got our own desires, our own dreams
It's a big world, gotta try new things
So right here, right now, what you gotta say
You ain't gotta lie now, it's the bed we made
[Emma Proulx (Joey Bada$$):]
Show me how (Show me how, baby)
You care (Right here, right now)
(Right here, right now, right now, baby, yeah)
Tell me how (Tell me all)
You loved (Tell me how you love, baby)
Before (Uh)
[Joey Bada$$:]
'Cause transparency my love language
Can't see the bigger picture if your vision tangled
Love is like glass, either break it or you stain it
These late-night conversations turn into arraignments, just tell me the truth
'Cause I ain't tryna judge, baby, I just want you to be you
'Cause I'ma be me, keep it G like real niggas do
'Cause you knew a nigga way before he got famous on the block, nameless
And I'm proud to say the money never changed us
We've been through many phases like mazes, still we found a way
I never knew a love that wasn't painless
Pouring out my heart was always draining, I gotta say
Now every day, it's indigo rain, and yeah, this a brighter day
A lifetime I provide for you, by the way
Don't you forget that I would die for you any day
Right here, right now, what you gotta say?
You ain't gotta lie now, it's the bed we made, uh
[Emma Proulx (Joey Bada$$):]
Show me how (Show me how, baby)
You care (Right here, right now)
(Right here, right now, right now, baby, yeah)
Tell me how (Tell me all)
You loved (Tell me how you loved, baby)
Before
[Joey Bada$$:]
You ain't gotta lie to me, no-no
I know you would die for me, it's for sure
Baby girl, this life we live is too short
Baby girl, this life we live is too short
You ain't gotta lie to me, no-no
I know you would die for me, it's for sure
Baby girl, this life we live is too short
Yeah, too- it's too short (Too short)
Said a thug don't cry, no
But a thug don't cry, no, and real niggas don't lie
Said a thug don't cry, no
Said, a thug don't cry, no, and real niggas don't lie
Said a thug don't cry, no
And the thug don't cry, no, and real niggas don't lie
Said a thug don't cry, no
Thug don't cry, real niggas never lie
Wanna Be Loved lyrics - Joey Bada$$ (feat. JID)
[Joey Bada$$:]
Yeah
Haha, yeah, niggas got jokes
Ten years, man, you and I gon' have matching Benzes (All the times)
Ten years? Nigga more like ten days (Always on my mind, yeah)
Ten days (Yeah, look, uh-uh)
Just to sniff them roses, you might miss the violets
Overly contentment just for somethin' more excitin'
Just to never find it (Yeah) like fuck it, never mind it (Nah)
I wear my heart out on my sleeve, I just refuse to hide it
Vulnerability, peace and the tranquility (Uh-huh)
I give it all I got and to the best of my ability, yeah
I take it day by day with grace and that humility
'Cause I done lived in way too much hostility
Fuck if niggas feelin' me or not, these just-just my shoes
Thirty thousand feet above the block, this just-just my view
Bitch, I ain't got shit to lose, please don't make me lose my cool
I ain't got shit to prove to you, 'cause this ain't nothin' new
What more do they want from me? (What?) Demons, they been hauntin' me (Yeah)
Satan tryna offer me a deal that's gon' be hard for me to say no (Fuck)
Battlin' these evils, it's a struggle every day though
Bitch, I'm finna die about it, where the fuck my halo? (Bitch)
Surrounded by my angels (Right), they cover every angle (Facts)
Back up on my feet and now the Devil tryna tango (Yeah)
Sometimes the pot of gold is the rainbow (Sometimes it is)
I said, "Sometimes, the pot of gold is," fuck it
Long as the wheels keep turnin' and fire keep burnin'
Then you know us real niggas don't stop
Long as the world keep spinnin' and my girl keep grinnin'
Then you know we gon' make it to the top
We just wanna be loved, oh
We don't wanna be judged
We wanna be accepted
Never wanna be neglected
We just wanna be loved
[JID:]
Look, uh
My nigga just left the pen' and he been tryna get back on his feet
His father died, he was inside, said the cancer beat 'em
Baby momma playin' hide and seek with his lil' legacy
Allegedly she fuck with some lil' nigga that's 'bout to wedding ring her
PO on his ass, he can't have so much as a misdemeanor
Or he goin' back, he doin' bad so he been heavy drinkin'
Show him love for Heaven's sake but I don't know what the hell he thinkin'
A cycle that we gotta break or we just run in place
One hand could wash the other, both hands could wash the face
I'ma stand beside my brother, take the stand and fabricate
Make sure that you good, you need a hug, you need a handshake
Nigga back in the hood, he need some money so he antsy
And he buggin' and thuggin', name buzzin' in the city
With the safety on the semi like Xavier McKinney
Giant world, niggas' mind too mini
Ain't too many minorities seen the possibilities
Dodgin' enemies, mind jittery, lookin' to find an identity
Niggas be flodgin', niggas be finicky, I hope you try to forgive me
If you gon' ride with me then ride with me, got a Glock-9 and God with me
Gotta watch mine, keep eyes with me at the stop sign
[Joey Bada$$:]
Long as the wheels keep turnin' and fire keep burnin'
Then you know us real niggas don't stop
Long as the world keep spinnin' and my girl keep grinnin'
Then you know we gon' make it to the top
We just wanna be loved
We don't wanna be judged
We wanna be accepted
Never wanna be neglected
We just wanna be loved
[Noleac Yahsin:]
Blessings come like one-and-one, baby
But you crossed my mind
We all pressed for time
I think now's the time
Why you act so hard to find, baby?
It blows my mind
This might define crazy
I be losin' my mind, baby
Let It Breathe lyrics - Joey Bada$$
Love and peace will conquer
And clip the wings of evil and unjust
(Statik Selektah) You'll see
Uh, turn my vocals up
Turn my vocals up
Yeah
Want you to celebrate me like I'm dead already
Like this crown up on my head is heavy
Put my picture in the dictionary next to legendary
Swear I'm raisin' every bar, and it's like they never ready
They thrown' dirt up on my name like I'm already buried
Graveyard shifts 'til they put me in the cemetery
Until then I'm gettin' better every January
And it's very scary, 2020 vision's never blurry
I keep on droppin' all these jewels just like I'm in a hurry
Swear to God, I'm never worried (Never)
'Cause that's how you live the misery twice
You see, that right there is like the greatest advice
You see, it's a few things that I noticed in life
Like the fact that everybody got a vice and a price (What else?)
'Cause every man got his weakness (Mm)
And all these broads got they secrets (Uh), uh
All them hidden scars but I peeped it (Grrah, grrah)
Swear to God, that first cut always hit the deepest
Never put your guard down and watch who you are around
My price goin' up every time I put my cigar down
I'm a superstar now, hopped in a supercar, no such thing as too far now
Tell 'em cuckoo broads not to call now (Brra)
They tellin' me to calm down
But bein' humble was the worst mistake I ever made
Not knowin' my worth was the biggest price I ever paid
So 'til I leave this Earth I'ma shine on niggas everyday and I put that on everything
I came in this at seventeen and gave the game a weddin' ring
We been honeymoonin' since, I think it's time to settle in
Go against the God, you could never win
I take 'em deep within to a place that they ain't never been
Hol' up, let that shit breathe
Uh, let that shit breathe
Hm, let that shit breathe
Mm, uh, uhm
You niggas all fries, I don't see no threats, uh
Look after my dawgs, I'm a fuckin' vet', uh
Ain't a nigga that I met who could see me yet
Just know my door's always open like a CVS, uh
SL500 with the VVS, uh
Gave that to my cousin 'cause he seemed stressed, uh
Guess it's in my genes like a seamstress
I told 'em, "Get up out your feelings, nigga, we the best," uh (Who? We)
This ain't no DJ Khaled pop BS nah (Listen)
That is not a diss, that's one just for the press, uh
And if I was to flex, that wouldn't be a stretch (Nope)
I hold weight in my city, they still ain't see me sweat
I lift the whole game with a finger, quarter
Use the same finger to finger fuck all the singer girls (Haha, haha)
I give her the diamonds but she give me the pearl (Right)
I take her abroad so she could see the world
I said, "I'm ridin' with my windows down"
That's just how I feel right now, that's just how it feels
Said, "I don't wanna waste no time"
I just wanna take what's mine, gonna take what's— (What's yours)
I said, "I'm ridin' with my windows down"
That's just how I feel right now, that's just how it feels
Said, "I don't wanna waste no time"
I just wanna take what's mine, gonna take what's, uh (The world is yours)
Love and peace will conquer (Love, peace, strength, it got us)
And clip the wings of evil and unjust
You'll see
The world is yours, baby
Head High lyrics - Joey Bada$$
Yeah
(Statik Selektah)
Time waits for no man, life is but a two-step slow jam
Dancin' with the devil, tryin' not to lose my balance
But God blessed the kid with many talents, he was chosen
It's why you see him livin' in the moment
Every second, gotta own it
'Cause you never know when could be your last
Time breathin', now you bleedin' from the gun blast
Then you thinkin' 'bout the past, see your whole life in a flash
Best friends lowerin' your casket, now your son a bastard
Pressure on his shoulders make him gotta grow faster
Where I'm from, the stories never end with no happily ever afters (Uh)
Just broken families forced to start new chapters
A natural disaster, the cycle in a loop
And we caught up in a rapture
Not to mention all the other factors
Government agendas against rappers
They wanna see us either dead or captured
So I hold my head high 'til they put me below
Best know 'til the day I die I'ma keep my heat close
This is for my niggas who took a day to relax
Huggin' the block but the block ain't hug 'em back
So we hold our head high 'til they put us below
Best know 'til the day we die we gon' keep this heat close
This is for my niggas who took a day to relax
Huggin' the block but the block ain't hug us back
Took a trip to Miami that March (Uh)
Couple weeks right before my daughter got born (Uh)
To meet up with this kid by the name of X
Had to go to him 'cause he was on house arrest, nonetheless
Our first time meetin', we was always on the FaceTime
He offered me his place to stay, "Thank you, but I decline"
First impression in my mind, "Now that's a stand-up nigga
Someone I could call a friend of mine and that's tough, nigga"
Shit, I could talk about any type of stuff with him
Never gave a fuck about who didn't fuck with him
See, that's my nigga, I had to keep it a buck with him
When he played me his album, I told him what he was missin'
A lot of niggas woulda took that shit different, woulda thought that I was dissin'
Instead, we found this beat and started riffin'
Shit had me reminiscin', had me thinkin' 'bout Steelo
Now that I can see his vision
So I hold my head high 'til they put me below
Best know 'til the day I die I'ma keep my heat close
This is for my niggas who took a day to relax
Huggin' the block but the block ain't hug 'em back
So we hold our head high 'til they put us below
Best know 'til the day we die we gon' keep this heat close
This is for my niggas who took a day to relax
Huggin' the block but the block ain't hug us back
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