I Stand on That E-40 (Ft. Joyner Lucas & T.I.)

[Intro: Joyner Lucas]
Ayy (Ayy), ayy (Ya), ayy (Ya), ayy (Ya), look (Look)

[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas]
This that shit that made me ball out on my old bitch, ooh (Ooh)
Yeah, I'm chosen
I ain't felt this sick since Covid, ooh (Ooh)
Can't control it
I got lit and now I'm zonin', ayy (Ayy)
This my moment
I don't trust the ho I'm bonin', woo (Woo)
Maury Povich
I made a change, I had to be different
I hate when I'm stuck on the edge (Word)
I ain't got time to argue with niggas
I'd rather get money instead (Joyner)
Word to my folks, we used to be close
So now I'm just stuck in my head (Yeah)
I wanted a Rolls, but I like a Ghost
If I'm makin' love to the dead (Love to the dead)
(Lit, lit, lit, lit, lit)
I gotta step to the podium (Woo)
I'm runnin' shit like Napolеon (Hey)
My niggas smokin' petroleum (Bow)
Back whеn a nigga had no DMs
I had to clean with the other custodians
Nobody fucked with me, nobody noticed him
Now I'm that nigga, they salty as sodium
Bitch, I'm the bomb, I lit the plutonium
Feet on the ground, I'm breakin' linoleum
This is revenge and all of you owe me one
Shorty my bitch, but she ain't the only one
Yeah, I'm a god, I know I'm the holy one
I do not smoke, but you gotta roll me one
You gotta, you gotta roll me one
She got a twin and I need the both of them (Both of them)
Streets can't help me (Ayy, ayy)
We not friends, so please don't "bro" me
Bitch, come blow me (Bitch, come blow me)
Pull up my mamba, R.I.P. Kobe
That's my OG (That's my OG)
Still no Grammy, but I got trophies
Then I went OT (Then I went OT)
She text me lowkey, water emoji
Feelin' myself, like, "Look what I built"
Like, "Look at my wealth," I did what I felt
I bet on my myself, reinvented myself
All the plaques I got won't fit on my shelf
I'm sick of myself, jumped out of my skin
Hopped into my shell, I'm feeling quite well
You ain't been in my prison, won't fit in my cell
Won't fit in my pants, don't look at my belt