Sencillo / Pista

GTA 6

Joyner Lucas•Audio Oficial (YouTube API)

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Joyner, Joyner, Joyner

Niggas say they don't like me (uh), I don't blame you (whoa)

If I was one of y'all niggas, I'd hate me too

My mansion (what?) got a lake view (lake)

With some naked-ass hos on my eight-feet pool

Ain't too much that I can't do (can't do)

We done made a whole lot, if you need to hate, bitch (ay)

Put a ticket on your top like a meter maid, bitch (ay)

Niggas waitin' for the drop like GTA 6, let's go (ooh)

I've been on the paper chase to get it, the race are whippin', the shit that made 'em hate me different

The basement livin' done turn me to a rain' cynic, a major critic who lookin' for a place to fit in (brrt)

I'm pacin' wit' it, awake, but I'm way too different, to wait like I play some niggas with patience in 'em (bah, bah, bah)

I know I gotta stay committed to paint the picture before I start a race with niggas who can't see different (go)

Infatuated with guns, but I'm agitated, then aggravated, the drugs got me activated (brrt, bah, bah)

The industry been on my back and they mad I made it, I'll prolly be another rapper assassinated

I never been a rat, never seen no affidavit, before I tell on anyone, I be decapitated

Capacitated, then fuck like I masturbated, ejaculated, emasculated (brrt-ah)

And they all know they back on my bag with a motherfuckin' sawed-off (sawed-off)

They been prayin' on my fall off

Game on lock, but a nigga never logged off, runnin' from the cops, they don't wanna call the dogs off

I done came up, now I'm eatin' like a mob boss (mob boss)

I'll show you how to ball off

Yeah, I got a bitch, put 'em hos in my call log, wanna get the dick 'til the dick take her walls off (ooh-whoo)

I was in the trap with a pack and the mask, now I'm in the booth with a MAC and the gas

If she ain't my type, put her back in stash, I ain't tryna wife, I just smash it and dash

I came too far to go back to the past (yeah), back to the block where they left me

Over my meds, and you 'bout to get your head beat, kill or be dead, now they callin' me a deadbeat, bitch (huh)

Whoa, if I was one of y'all niggas, I'd hate me too (brrt)

My mansion (ay) got a lake view (lake)

Couple milli' in the bank just to make these moves

Ain't too much that I can't do (yeah)

We done made a whole lot, if you need to hate, bitch

Put a ticket on your top like a meter maid, bitch

Niggas waitin' for the drop like GTA 6, let's go (brrt)

Got a bad one sittin' in the front (uh), she ain't my bitch, but I hit her when I want (yeah)

I don't give a fuck about a Richard Mille watch, I bought a whole block just to give it to my sons (bah, bah)

They said I couldn't do it, but I did it more than once (more than once)

Now the price goin' real dumb

Certified nigga, they don't know that I'm a real one (bah, bah), if you don't like me, then you prolly like Lil Pump (esskeetit)

Niggas know that I be wildin' wit' it, I'm independent, and niggas wonderin' how I did it (brrt-ah)

I took the pen and then wrote a million miles per minute

Then made a couple million and bought a few houses wit' it (brrt-ah)

Was bound to get it (bah-bah), I found, with the crowd invented

The viler villain that everybody vowed to kill (brrt, bah-bah)

The smile while grippin' the gas, went and doused me wit' it

May God be with him, and God knows I'm godly wit' it (brrt-bah)

My nigga, can't nobody tell me I'm not him, on the top ten

Even God be like, "Goddamn," when I'm locked in (boom)

Got a feelin' niggas is watchin' what I'm drivin'

Ain't nobody keepin' me boxed in, I got plans (brrt, bah-bah)

Open up the window and pop in with a Glock 10

Aim it at a hater, then pop, blam, you drop dead

This the type of shit that they blockin' (brrt), but I got wins, now the industry is on my head

They say they don't like me (what?), I don't blame you (ay)