More songs by Joyner Lucas
More songs by Big Sean
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Released on: 2020-03-27
Lyrics and translation
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Look what you niggas have started.
To say what I wanted but you had to force us, ayy. You know this shit go retarded.
I might just go hit up your block on a short bus, ayy. I took a dinner with Jigga.
Instead of the money, I needed a shortcut, ayy. Give me advice how to quit at McDonald's so I can get into the Forbes
List, ayy. I don't want to sit with no therapist.
All he gon' do is just fill me with poison, uh. Book me another appointment, uh.
All I keep hearing was noises, uh.
Ain't nothing worse than going through shit as a kid and you feel like you voiceless, yeah. I swear that shit is annoying.
You ain't gon' leave me no choices. Ain't no one knocking this boy out the pedestal.
I'll do you dirty if I get the best of you. Bitch, I'm a virus, that shit is infectable.
I heard your album, that shit was forgettable. Ain't no Big Three if we being respectable.
Too many legends to leave out the spectacle.
Fuck your top five when that shit is objectable. I'm 'bout to stick up this bitch like the renters do.
That's what that pressure do. Nobody better move, that's not acceptable. I'm not accessible.
I read the room when it's not even legible.
I'm on a roll if I'm gon' play a role, just know I'll He Fledge you. Yeah, and I'm sorry, not sorry.
I'm going Shakur on Hosie. I'm 10 steps ahead of you. Trust or the hate, I'm susceptible.
Came after Em and I'm stacking these M's. Yeah, I'm stacking them like they collectibles.
-Wait. -Hello?
If you answer the phone for that nigga that said what he said, ho, just know that
I'm dead to you. I'm taking chances, it's federal. I know he thinking he got away.
Trust it's gon' hit him later like a edible.
Don't worry 'bout what I'm doing, just know that I'm doing that rich nigga, real nigga shit that you never do.
I've been through so much, I can still feel the residue.
Hop on the beat, treat that bitch like confessional. Said now I feel like I'm wearing the Reverend's shoes.
Giving a better view, y'all niggas never knew. H and I-C going ADHD.
Yeah, except for the money, it's all ADD. Out in DC shows are like AC/DC.
My girl in NY keep on calling me. God, she forever believing me.
How can they even be crazy to think they can ever compete with me?
Me and Big Sean run this bitch 'til our knees are weak. Distance got time and I'm right where I need to be. But I'm an evil seed.
I keep a Uzi to shoot through your Beamer Jeep.
Turn you to Swiss but your bitch ain't Alicia Keys. I'd fuck your chick if that ho is a free goalie.
You know this shit get. . .
Active, active, active, active, active, active, active, active, active, active, active. I love when the shit get. . .
Active, active, active, active, active, active. My bitch active, active, active.
I'm outside when the shit get active.
Wayne.
Whoa. Wayne. Whoa.
Jordan. Whoa. Whoa. Jordan. Wayne. Jordan.
I'm active with it when the lights go down, the sun come up, your life slowed down. The medicine turned me to a psycho now.
Hearing them screams, I like those sounds. I've been the underdog, I don't like your crown.
And niggas treat me like my life don't count. I hate weird niggas, I don't like those crowds.
But don't judge me, I don't like Joe Brown.
Turn your life around. I keep to myself with a knife around.
On Halloween night when the lights go out, I'm feeling like I'm living in Michael's house.
Twelve-inch blade and I might go prowl. Hitting these streets, got a pipe hoes down.
A long dick nigga and it's quite profound. She wanna get hit like a five-four pound.
I'm activated like Jheri curl. All in the head like I'm gone off that Henny, girl.
I'm way too picky to cuddle with every girl.
I need a wifey but she can't be any girl. No, I don't argue with bitches who petty and pissing me off like you live in
R. Kelly world. Ain't nothing funny, do I look like SNL? This shit get really real.
You know the block is watching.
I've been hustling all week, now the cops is knocking. I get lit in the street but the opps is jocking. Nigga, I'm not a beast,
I'm a locked us monster. Who the fuck got the keys to unlock this monster?
I'ma turn all your dreads into rasta pasta. Make a fuck nigga red like a pot of lobster.
Where I'm from, even kids got the blocka, blocka. Shit get. . .
Active, active, active, active, active, active, active, active. Yeah, I love when the shit get. . .
Active, active, active, active.
My bitch active, active, active. I'm outside when the shit get active.