[Intro: Joyner Lucas]
Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo!
[Pre-Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
Mind your motherfuckin' bidness, ain't nothin' you gotta see (Buck, buck, buck)
How you all up in my shit when you got more problems than me?
Yeah, I'm cool, but you don't wanna see that other side of me (Yeah, yeah)
And my niggas mobbin' deep, ho, I'm a fuckin' prodigy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I know, I know that you been envy, bitch, it ain't that hard to see
Don't you dare go fix your mouth to tell me that you proud of me
Ain't no choice to me, but loyalty still means a lot to me
Some niggas'll gon' chop my arm right off and still reach out to me
I know you probably want that
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Joyner Lucas, Chris Brown & Joyner Lucas]
You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah
They don't revive a nigga and bring me back to life
And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
Shot me down, that's all right (Bop-bop), I don't die
[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas]
B-b-bad to the bone
Everybody wanna be so motherfuckin' bad 'til they ass be alone
Now you back in the cold
And I'm laughin' at every single fag who didn't want me on half of they songs
It was that from the go
Just a bunch of little spoiled fuckin' bastards, every single one would laugh at my joke
Nigga, pass the Patrón
I think I'ma go and drink until I pass out and then fall in the back of the Rov' (Raah)
But ménage on my mind (Ayy), I been on my grind (Woo)
Been through so much, sometimes think that God ain't on my side (Yeah)
I cut all my friends off and say, "Y'all ain't on my vibe"
And there so much more to life than drinkin', party all the time, woah (Woo-woo-woo)
This gon' last a lifetime (Lifetime)
No more Mr. Nice Guy (Nice Guy)
I text Jaden Smith and told that nigga he a icon (Icon)
Don't get shit fucked up just 'cause I ain't got no ice on
Don't mean I am not Sub-Zero, I should freeze you hoes at night time
I'm like, where the hell you been at?
I've been doin' this since I was a kid and my grandma used to ask me where my head at (Buck-buck-buck)
Always in trouble 'cause I was never learnin' nothin'
Except how to muscle my way into the game with no setbacks (Brap-brap)
And all of them are sleepin' on me, fuck it, where the bed at?
'Cause I've been strugglin', tryna be on top but them other niggas bluffin'
But fuck it, it really doesn't mean nothin'
If their music ain't really cuttin' it, they get hit with the Galick Gun (Buck-buck-buck)
And one day y'all gon see me (See me), I make shy look freaky (Freaky)
I make dry look greasy (Woo), I make hard look easy (Easy)
I remember way back when my momma took my TV, ho
Now I'm on her TV, hoe (Woo)
Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo!
[Pre-Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
Mind your motherfuckin' bidness, ain't nothin' you gotta see (Buck, buck, buck)
How you all up in my shit when you got more problems than me?
Yeah, I'm cool, but you don't wanna see that other side of me (Yeah, yeah)
And my niggas mobbin' deep, ho, I'm a fuckin' prodigy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I know, I know that you been envy, bitch, it ain't that hard to see
Don't you dare go fix your mouth to tell me that you proud of me
Ain't no choice to me, but loyalty still means a lot to me
Some niggas'll gon' chop my arm right off and still reach out to me
I know you probably want that
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Joyner Lucas, Chris Brown & Joyner Lucas]
You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah
They don't revive a nigga and bring me back to life
And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
Shot me down, that's all right (Bop-bop), I don't die
[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas]
B-b-bad to the bone
Everybody wanna be so motherfuckin' bad 'til they ass be alone
Now you back in the cold
And I'm laughin' at every single fag who didn't want me on half of they songs
It was that from the go
Just a bunch of little spoiled fuckin' bastards, every single one would laugh at my joke
Nigga, pass the Patrón
I think I'ma go and drink until I pass out and then fall in the back of the Rov' (Raah)
But ménage on my mind (Ayy), I been on my grind (Woo)
Been through so much, sometimes think that God ain't on my side (Yeah)
I cut all my friends off and say, "Y'all ain't on my vibe"
And there so much more to life than drinkin', party all the time, woah (Woo-woo-woo)
This gon' last a lifetime (Lifetime)
No more Mr. Nice Guy (Nice Guy)
I text Jaden Smith and told that nigga he a icon (Icon)
Don't get shit fucked up just 'cause I ain't got no ice on
Don't mean I am not Sub-Zero, I should freeze you hoes at night time
I'm like, where the hell you been at?
I've been doin' this since I was a kid and my grandma used to ask me where my head at (Buck-buck-buck)
Always in trouble 'cause I was never learnin' nothin'
Except how to muscle my way into the game with no setbacks (Brap-brap)
And all of them are sleepin' on me, fuck it, where the bed at?
'Cause I've been strugglin', tryna be on top but them other niggas bluffin'
But fuck it, it really doesn't mean nothin'
If their music ain't really cuttin' it, they get hit with the Galick Gun (Buck-buck-buck)
And one day y'all gon see me (See me), I make shy look freaky (Freaky)
I make dry look greasy (Woo), I make hard look easy (Easy)
I remember way back when my momma took my TV, ho
Now I'm on her TV, hoe (Woo)
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