Joyner Lucas - Bank Account (Remix) Instrumental

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  • Опубликовано: 2 ноя 2024

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  • @lakendrickmitchell
    @lakendrickmitchell 4 года назад +4

    THANK YOU. As you said in the description it might not be an exact replica but it works really great for karaoke. Thank you. Idk why some Joyner Lucas instrumentals just don't exist

    • @high3747
      @high3747 3 года назад +1

      They do

    • @zoom7941
      @zoom7941 2 года назад +1

      @@high3747 not

  • @sayed6580
    @sayed6580 4 года назад +7

    Thanks man!

  • @A-45Rooms
    @A-45Rooms Год назад

    Imma maybe use this song for one of my videos!

  • @sxlasa
    @sxlasa 4 года назад +2

    Just made a new freestyle with this beat thx to u my man

  • @positiveenergy5819
    @positiveenergy5819 3 года назад

    👊 National Anthem of The Nick Diaz Army! 👊

  • @louminisalouminios9559
    @louminisalouminios9559 2 года назад

    i love this

  • @sagatv8824
    @sagatv8824 4 года назад +1

    This is good brother

  • @laaliibabymusic
    @laaliibabymusic 2 года назад

    You did amazing, and I hope it’s okay if I use this

  • @yungbless1499
    @yungbless1499 Год назад

    I'm really done with shit
    Put a gun to a bitch
    Like I'm about to trip
    Somebody hand me a gun with a clip
    Let me bun up his wig
    I ain't really one for the gigs
    They took the fun out of life
    And replaced it with shit
    Statted Turning water to ice thats as cold as it gets, I be keeping it 100 no matter how mad they get your moments are numbered when someone stamps on your career
    Great something I was looking upto watching it all dissapear why is this life isn't fair getting to the point like I didn't care. Caught up in this devil's snare
    Married to the game like a love affair.
    When I get high sometimes it feels like
    I'm really walking on air

  • @iAmBolty
    @iAmBolty 4 года назад +1

    I'm willing to die for this shit
    I'm ready to flip it
    And end up in prison
    The rest of my life for this shit
    So my momma ain't want me,
    She got an abortion
    I end up surviving this shit
    And if I wanted somethin',
    I ain't got the money
    I'd probably be robbing and shit
    Don't know how much I cry for this shit
    Said I am willing to ride for this shit
    You know murder's my hobby,
    Inside of my closet's
    A bunch of dead bodies and shit
    Niggas say that I'm cursed
    'Cause I go to church
    And stare at the Bible and shit
    Shawty say I'm the worst
    Cause I do my dirt,
    And I don't be hiding this shit
    Bitch, I'm a savage
    I spit at you bastards,
    I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe
    I need to hear some more rapping,
    I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe
    All you my soldiers
    And I'm a lieutenant,
    Goddammit,
    You should be saluting me hoe
    I hope you know I ain't going nowhere
    All you rappers just better get used to me hoe.
    Nigga,
    I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans,
    Bought me a jeep,
    Cause I wasn't riding as much
    My bank account looking weak,
    Don't look at me,
    I ain't got no time for no fun.
    Starting to feel like Tyrese,
    I'm 'bout to trip,
    And maybe start crying or som'
    I might just hit up the Smith's,
    Throw me a fit
    And wait for my wire to come
    Ain't nobody give or show me love
    When I was coming up,
    I had to double up
    And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
    And they don't really wanna knuckle up,
    I hit 'em with the uppercut,
    I had these motherfuckers running for they life
    Unidentified craft when I'm flying past,
    I'm an alien sailin'
    And if you look up in the sky
    Blow your mind back,
    Put your eyes back
    To your iPad,
    I'm an Iraqi in suicide
    When the bombs are loaded
    And your mind explode in the wind
    And you gon' sit down, repent
    I was raised in the sewer;
    Me and the clown are friends
    Red balloons for your kids,
    Sink my tooth in ya bitch
    I lost too many friends,
    I don't do good with kids.
    What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
    What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning?
    What you know about leaving the oven
    Door open when there's no heat again?
    And the rent is due,
    And your landlord
    Try and throw you out
    On the streets again
    Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini
    When I win 'em,
    I'ma finally get a break
    If I didn't get away
    Before I guarantee
    That if I talk to God,
    Then I can say I got it when I pray
    She don't really want me to get petty
    Turn her dime into a penny,
    But she know I got a lot of shit to say
    I got juice and water and a henny,
    Drink it up and let the semi shoot,
    I'll pop you niggas all up in the face
    Blood all up in the lake, I
    Wanna see your wake die
    They don't wanna wave bye
    Creep when I came by,
    Teeth like a K9
    Bleed through your Levi,
    We from the East Side
    Eat when the beat's hot,
    Tea from the teapot
    Aim for the tree top,
    Beg till your knees pop
    Skrrt in a Nissan,
    Swerve into three cars
    You just a bird in a beehive,
    You just a cold in a room full of germs
    Nigga,
    I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot
    What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica?
    I wonder if he still got it or not
    Whatever happened to Elzhi?
    Whatever happened to Meth?
    What happened to Beans?
    Whatever happened to Lauryn?
    What happened to Banks?
    Tell me what happened to Bleek?
    What the fuck happened to Mos?
    What happened to Missy?
    Nigga, what happened to Ghost?
    Whatever happened to Cube?
    What up with Common?
    What the fuck,
    Where did they go?
    Tell me what happened to Budden's?
    What about Luda?
    I hope they ain't losing it now
    Hope they get back to the music
    'Cause I need some new shit
    I'm sick of these new niggas out,
    I'm that new nigga now
    I got One,
    Two,
    Three,
    Four,
    Five,
    Six,
    Seven,
    Eight
    9 niggas wanna war,
    10 niggas on the floor,
    11 niggas on the porch
    12 killers wanna war,
    13 carnivores,
    14 Labradors,
    15 dinosaurs,
    16 Avatars
    17 bombs or grenades At your rental car,
    18 ways you can die When you have it all
    I got One,
    Two,
    Three,
    Four,
    Five,
    Six,
    Seven,
    Eight
    9 bitches wanna fuck,
    10 niggas wanna rush,
    11 hitters on a bus
    12 think they one of us,
    13 other guns,
    14 runners-up,
    15 rubber gloves,
    16 double pumps
    17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up,
    18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us
    (Aw) (Aw)
    I'm willing to die for this shit
    Said I'm ready to flip it
    And end up in prison
    The rest of my life for this shit
    And my momma ain't want me,
    She got an abortion
    I end up surviving this shit
    Shit,
    If I wanted somethin',
    I ain't got the money
    I'll probably be robbing this shit
    Don't know how much I cry for this shit
    Said I am willing to die for this shit
    You know murder's my hobby,
    Inside of my closet's
    A bunch of dead bodies and shit
    Niggas say that I'm cursed
    'Cause I go to church
    And stare at the Bible and shit
    Shawty say I'm the worst
    Cause I do my dirt,
    And I don't be hiding this shit
    Joyner, wooh!

  • @raphaelseo9393
    @raphaelseo9393 2 года назад

    I'm willing to die for this shit
    I'm ready to flip it and end up in prison the rest of my life for this shit
    So my momma ain't want me, she got an abortion
    I end up surviving this shit
    And if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money
    I'd probably be robbing and shit
    Don't know how much I cry for this shit
    Said I am willing to ride for this shit
    You know murder's my hobby, inside of my closet's a bunch of dead bodies and shit
    Niggas say that I'm cursed 'cause I go to church and stare at the Bible and shit
    Shawty say I'm the worst cause I do my dirt, and I don't be hiding this shit
    [Verse]
    Bitch, I'm a savage I spit at you bastards, I wonder what you gonna do to me, ho
    I need to hear some more rapping
    I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry, ho
    All you my soldiers and I'm a lieutenant
    Goddammit, you should be saluting me, ho
    I hope you know I ain't going nowhere
    All you rappers just better get used to me, ho
    Nigga, I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans, bought me a Jeep, 'cause I wasn't riding as much
    My bank account looking weak, don't look at me, I ain't got time for no fun
    Starting to feel like Tyrese, I'm 'bout to trip, and maybe start crying or som'
    I might just hit up the Smith's, throw me a fit and wait for my wire to come
    Ain't nobody give or show me love when I was coming up, I had to double up and tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
    And they don't really wanna knuckle up, I hit 'em with the uppercut, I had these motherfuckers running for they life
    Unidentified craft when I'm flying past, I'm an alien sailin' and if you look up in the sky
    Blow your mind back, put your eyes back to your iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide
    When the bombs are loaded and your mind explode in the wind
    And you gon' sit down, repent
    I was raised in the sewer; me and the 𝘐𝘵 clown are friends
    Red balloons for your kids, sink my tooth in ya bitch
    I lost too many friends, I don't do good with kids
    What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
    What you know about Ramen Noodles, and a pack of sazon seasoning
    What you know about leaving the oven door open when there's no heat again
    And the rent is due and your landlord try and throw you out on the streets again
    Nigga, I was always dreaming of a Bentley and a fucking Lamborghini when I win 'em, I'ma finally get a break
    If I didn't get it way before, I guarantee that if I talk to God, then I can say I got it when I prayed
    She don't really want me to get petty, turn her dime into a penny, but she know I got a lot of shit to say
    I can turn some water into henny, drink it up and let the semi shoot, I'll pop you niggas all up in the face
    Blood all up in the lake, I
    Wanna see your wake die
    They don't wanna wave bye
    Creep when I came by, teeth like a canine
    Bleed through your Levi, we from the East Side
    Eat when the beat's hot, tea from the teapot
    Aim for the tree top, beg till your knees pop
    Skrrt in a Nissan, swerve into three cars
    You just a bird in a beehive, you just a cold in a room full of germs
    Nigga, I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot
    What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica? I wonder if he still got it or not
    What ever happened to eLZhi?
    What ever happened to Meth? What happened to Beans? What ever happened to Lauryn?
    What happened to Banks? Tell me what happened to Bleek?
    What the fuck happened to Mos? What happened to Missy?
    Nigga, what happened to Ghost?
    What ever happened to Cube?
    What up with Common? What the fuck, where did they go?
    Tell me what happened to Budden's, what about Luda?
    I hope they ain't losing it now
    Hope they get back to the music 'cause I need some new shit
    I'm sick of these new niggas out, I'm that new nigga now
    Bridge]
    I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
    Nine niggas wanna war, 10 niggas on the floor, 11 niggas on the porch
    12 killers wanna war, 13 carnivores, 14 Labradors, 15 dinosaurs, 16 Avatars
    17 bombs or grenades at your rental car, 18 ways you can die when you have it all
    I got I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
    Nine bitches wanna fuck, 10 niggas wanna rush, 11 hitters on a bus
    12 think they one of us, 13 other guns, 14 runners-up, 15 rubber gloves, 16 double pumps
    17 shots in your face till you cuddle up, 18 ways you can die tryna fuck with us
    [Chorus]
    I'm willing to die for this shit
    Said I'm ready to flip it and end up in prison the rest of my life for this shit
    And my momma ain't want me, she got an abortion
    I end up surviving this shit
    Shit if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money
    I'll probably be robbing this shit
    Don't know how much I cry for this shit
    Said I am willing to die for this shit
    You know murder's my hobby, inside of my closet's a bunch of dead bodies and shit
    Niggas say that I'm cursed 'cause I go to church and stare at the Bible and shit
    Shawty say I'm the worst cause I do my dirt, and I don't be hiding this shit
    Joyner, wooh!

  • @theblood681
    @theblood681 4 года назад +2

    kto od parysa kotlety

  • @nicopan3630
    @nicopan3630 3 года назад +1

    [Chorus]
    I'm willing to die for this shit
    I'm ready to flip it and end up in prison the rest of my life for this shit
    So my momma ain't want me, she got an abortion
    I end up surviving this shit
    And if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money
    I'd probably be robbing and shit
    Don't know how much I cry for this shit
    Said I am willing to ride for this shit
    You know murder's my hobby, inside of my closet's a bunch of dead bodies and shit
    Niggas say that I'm cursed 'cause I go to church and stare at the Bible and shit
    Shawty say I'm the worst cause I do my dirt, and I don't be hiding this shit
    [Verse]
    Bitch, I'm a savage I spit at you bastards, I wonder what you gonna do to me, ho
    I need to hear some more rapping
    I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry, ho
    All you my soldiers and I'm a lieutenant
    Goddammit, you should be saluting me, ho
    I hope you know I ain't going nowhere
    All you rappers just better get used to me, ho
    Nigga, I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans, bought me a Jeep, 'cause I wasn't riding as much
    My bank account looking weak, don't look at me, I ain't got time for no fun
    Starting to feel like Tyrese, I'm 'bout to trip, and maybe start crying or som'
    I might just hit up the Smith's, throw me a fit and wait for my wire to come
    Ain't nobody give or show me love when I was coming up, I had to double up and tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
    And they don't really wanna knuckle up, I hit 'em with the uppercut, I had these motherfuckers running for they life
    Unidentified craft when I'm flying past, I'm an alien sailin' and if you look up in the sky
    Blow your mind back, put your eyes back to your iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide
    When the bombs are loaded and your mind explode in the wind
    And you gon' sit down, repent
    I was raised in the sewer; me and the 𝘐𝘵 clown are friends
    Red balloons for your kids, sink my tooth in ya bitch
    I lost too many friends, I don't do good with kids
    What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
    What you know about Ramen Noodles, and a pack of sazon seasoning
    What you know about leaving the oven door open when there's no heat again
    And the rent is due and your landlord try and throw you out on the streets again
    Nigga, I was always dreaming of a Bentley and a fucking Lamborghini when I win 'em, I'ma finally get a break
    If I didn't get it way before, I guarantee that if I talk to God, then I can say I got it when I prayed
    She don't really want me to get petty, turn her dime into a penny, but she know I got a lot of shit to say
    I can turn some water into henny, drink it up and let the semi shoot, I'll pop you niggas all up in the face
    Blood all up in the lake, I
    Wanna see your wake die
    They don't wanna wave bye
    Creep when I came by, teeth like a canine
    Bleed through your Levi, we from the East Side
    Eat when the beat's hot, tea from the teapot
    Aim for the tree top, beg till your knees pop
    Skrrt in a Nissan, swerve into three cars
    You just a bird in a beehive, you just a cold in a room full of germs
    Nigga, I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot
    What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica? I wonder if he still got it or not
    Whatever happened to Elzhi?
    Whatever happened to Meth? What happened to Beans? Whatever happened to Lauryn?
    What happened to Banks? Tell me what happened to Bleek?
    What the fuck happened to Mos? What happened to Missy?
    Nigga, what happened to Ghost?
    Whatever happened to Cube?
    What up with Common? What the fuck, where did they go?
    Tell me what happened to Budden's, what about Luda?
    I hope they ain't losing it now
    Hope they get back to the music 'cause I need some new shit
    I'm sick of these new niggas out, I'm that new nigga now
    [Bridge]
    I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
    Nine niggas wanna war, 10 niggas on the floor, 11 niggas on the porch
    12 killers wanna war, 13 carnivores, 14 Labradors, 15 dinosaurs, 16 Avatars
    17 bombs or grenades at your rental car, 18 ways you can die when you have it all
    I got I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
    Nine bitches wanna fuck, 10 niggas wanna rush, 11 hitters on a bus
    12 think they one of us, 13 other guns, 14 runners-up, 15 rubber gloves, 16 double pumps
    17 shots in your face till you cuddle up, 18 ways you can die tryna fuck with us
    [Chorus]
    I'm willing to die for this shit
    Said I'm ready to flip it and end up in prison the rest of my life for this shit
    And my momma ain't want me, she got an abortion
    I end up surviving this shit
    Shit if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the money
    I'll probably be robbing this shit
    Don't know how much I cry for this shit
    Said I am willing to die for this shit
    You know murder's my hobby, inside of my closet's a bunch of dead bodies and shit
    Niggas say that I'm cursed 'cause I go to church and stare at the Bible and shit
    Shawty say I'm the worst cause I do my dirt, and I don't be hiding this shit
    Joyner, wooh!

  • @Andrewk858
    @Andrewk858 3 года назад

    Account was reading nil
    Then I made a meal of this beat
    and made me a mill
    Making hits from what they remixed
    I got a Us accent n I'm a Swahili guess I'm just in love with the English
    N the thing I need is sea weed to fuck up some big fish.

  • @HK_2.2
    @HK_2.2 4 года назад +2

    That's not you're remix cheater

    • @ttvmorte3225
      @ttvmorte3225 4 года назад +1

      Heaven Kabongo fuck off

    • @birddude3123
      @birddude3123 4 года назад +1

      Heaven Kabongo he never said it was dummy

    • @HK_2.2
      @HK_2.2 4 года назад +2

      @@ttvmorte3225 shit sorry

    • @HK_2.2
      @HK_2.2 4 года назад +2

      @@birddude3123 sorrryyyyy

    • @high3747
      @high3747 3 года назад +1

      It was Already Remixed In the first place

  • @sarashabbir1132
    @sarashabbir1132 4 года назад

    I'm willing to die for this shit
    I'm ready to flip it
    And end up in prison
    The rest of my life for this shit
    So my momma ain't want me,
    She got an abortion
    I end up surviving this shit
    And if I wanted somethin',
    I ain't got the money
    I'd probably be robbing and shit
    Don't know how much I cry for this shit
    Said I am willing to ride for this shit
    You know murder's my hobby,
    Inside of my closet's
    A bunch of dead bodies and shit
    Niggas say that I'm cursed
    'Cause I go to church
    And stare at the Bible and shit
    Shawty say I'm the worst
    Cause I do my dirt,
    And I don't be hiding this shit
    Bitch, I'm a savage
    I spit at you bastards,
    I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe
    I need to hear some more rapping,
    I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe
    All you my soldiers
    And I'm a lieutenant,
    Goddammit,
    You should be saluting me hoe
    I hope you know I ain't going nowhere
    All you rappers just better get used to me hoe.
    Nigga,
    I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans,
    Bought me a jeep,
    Cause I wasn't riding as much
    My bank account looking weak,
    Don't look at me,
    I ain't got no time for no fun.
    Starting to feel like Tyrese,
    I'm 'bout to trip,
    And maybe start crying or som'
    I might just hit up the Smith's,
    Throw me a fit
    And wait for my wire to come
    Ain't nobody give or show me love
    When I was coming up,
    I had to double up
    And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
    And they don't really wanna knuckle up,
    I hit 'em with the uppercut,
    I had these motherfuckers running for they life
    Unidentified craft when I'm flying past,
    I'm an alien sailin'
    And if you look up in the sky
    Blow your mind back,
    Put your eyes back
    To your iPad,
    I'm an Iraqi in suicide
    When the bombs are loaded
    And your mind explode in the wind
    And you gon' sit down, repent
    I was raised in the sewer;
    Me and the clown are friends
    Red balloons for your kids,
    Sink my tooth in ya bitch
    I lost too many friends,
    I don't do good with kids.
    What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
    What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning?
    What you know about leaving the oven
    Door open when there's no heat again?
    And the rent is due,
    And your landlord
    Try and throw you out
    On the streets again
    Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini
    When I win 'em,
    I'ma finally get a break
    If I didn't get away
    Before I guarantee
    That if I talk to God,
    Then I can say I got it when I pray
    She don't really want me to get petty
    Turn her dime into a penny,
    But she know I got a lot of shit to say
    I got juice and water and a henny,
    Drink it up and let the semi shoot,
    I'll pop you niggas all up in the face
    Blood all up in the lake, I
    Wanna see your wake die
    They don't wanna wave bye
    Creep when I came by,
    Teeth like a K9
    Bleed through your Levi,
    We from the East Side
    Eat when the beat's hot,
    Tea from the teapot
    Aim for the tree top,
    Beg till your knees pop
    Skrrt in a Nissan,
    Swerve into three cars
    You just a bird in a beehive,
    You just a cold in a room full of germs
    Nigga,
    I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot
    What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica?
    I wonder if he still got it or not
    Whatever happened to Elzhi?
    Whatever happened to Meth?
    What happened to Beans?
    Whatever happened to Lauryn?
    What happened to Banks?
    Tell me what happened to Bleek?
    What the fuck happened to Mos?
    What happened to Missy?
    Nigga, what happened to Ghost?
    Whatever happened to Cube?
    What up with Common?
    What the fuck,
    Where did they go?
    Tell me what happened to Budden's?
    What about Luda?
    I hope they ain't losing it now
    Hope they get back to the music
    'Cause I need some new shit
    I'm sick of these new niggas out,
    I'm that new nigga now
    I got One,
    Two,
    Three,
    Four,
    Five,
    Six,
    Seven,
    Eight
    9 niggas wanna war,
    10 niggas on the floor,
    11 niggas on the porch
    12 killers wanna war,
    13 carnivores,
    14 Labradors,
    15 dinosaurs,
    16 Avatars
    17 bombs or grenades At your rental car,
    18 ways you can die When you have it all
    I got One,
    Two,
    Three,
    Four,
    Five,
    Six,
    Seven,
    Eight
    9 bitches wanna fuck,
    10 niggas wanna rush,
    11 hitters on a bus
    12 think they one of us,
    13 other guns,
    14 runners-up,
    15 rubber gloves,
    16 double pumps
    17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up,
    18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us
    (Aw) (Aw)
    I'm willing to die for this shit
    Said I'm ready to flip it
    And end up in prison
    The rest of my life for this shit
    And my momma ain't want me,
    She got an abortion
    I end up surviving this shit
    Shit,
    If I wanted somethin',
    I ain't got the money
    I'll probably be robbing this shit
    Don't know how much I cry for this shit
    Said I am willing to die for this shit
    You know murder's my hobby,
    Inside of my closet's
    A bunch of dead bodies and shit
    Niggas say that I'm cursed
    'Cause I go to church
    And stare at the Bible and shit
    Shawty say I'm the worst
    Cause I do my dirt,
    And I don't be hiding this shit
    Joyner, wooh!

  • @peakyblinders2490
    @peakyblinders2490 4 года назад

    I'm willing to die for this shit
    I'm ready to flip it
    And end up in prison
    The rest of my life for this shit
    So my momma ain't want me,
    She got an abortion
    I end up surviving this shit
    And if I wanted somethin',
    I ain't got the money
    I'd probably be robbing and shit
    Don't know how much I cry for this shit
    Said I am willing to ride for this shit
    You know murder's my hobby,
    Inside of my closet's
    A bunch of dead bodies and shit
    Niggas say that I'm cursed
    'Cause I go to church
    And stare at the Bible and shit
    Shawty say I'm the worst
    Cause I do my dirt,
    And I don't be hiding this shit
    Bitch, I'm a savage
    I spit at you bastards,
    I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe
    I need to hear some more rapping,
    I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe
    All you my soldiers
    And I'm a lieutenant,
    Goddammit,
    You should be saluting me hoe
    I hope you know I ain't going nowhere
    All you rappers just better get used to me hoe.
    Nigga,
    I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans,
    Bought me a jeep,
    Cause I wasn't riding as much
    My bank account looking weak,
    Don't look at me,
    I ain't got no time for no fun.
    Starting to feel like Tyrese,
    I'm 'bout to trip,
    And maybe start crying or som'
    I might just hit up the Smith's,
    Throw me a fit
    And wait for my wire to come
    Ain't nobody give or show me love
    When I was coming up,
    I had to double up
    And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
    And they don't really wanna knuckle up,
    I hit 'em with the uppercut,
    I had these motherfuckers running for they life
    Unidentified craft when I'm flying past,
    I'm an alien sailin'
    And if you look up in the sky
    Blow your mind back,
    Put your eyes back
    To your iPad,
    I'm an Iraqi in suicide
    When the bombs are loaded
    And your mind explode in the wind
    And you gon' sit down, repent
    I was raised in the sewer;
    Me and the clown are friends
    Red balloons for your kids,
    Sink my tooth in ya bitch
    I lost too many friends,
    I don't do good with kids.
    What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
    What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning?
    What you know about leaving the oven
    Door open when there's no heat again?
    And the rent is due,
    And your landlord
    Try and throw you out
    On the streets again
    Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini
    When I win 'em,
    I'ma finally get a break
    If I didn't get away
    Before I guarantee
    That if I talk to God,
    Then I can say I got it when I pray
    She don't really want me to get petty
    Turn her dime into a penny,
    But she know I got a lot of shit to say
    I got juice and water and a henny,
    Drink it up and let the semi shoot,
    I'll pop you niggas all up in the face
    Blood all up in the lake, I
    Wanna see your wake die
    They don't wanna wave bye
    Creep when I came by,
    Teeth like a K9
    Bleed through your Levi,
    We from the East Side
    Eat when the beat's hot,
    Tea from the teapot
    Aim for the tree top,
    Beg till your knees pop
    Skrrt in a Nissan,
    Swerve into three cars
    You just a bird in a beehive,
    You just a cold in a room full of germs
    Nigga,
    I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot
    What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica?
    I wonder if he still got it or not
    Whatever happened to Elzhi?
    Whatever happened to Meth?
    What happened to Beans?
    Whatever happened to Lauryn?
    What happened to Banks?
    Tell me what happened to Bleek?
    What the fuck happened to Mos?
    What happened to Missy?
    Nigga, what happened to Ghost?
    Whatever happened to Cube?
    What up with Common?
    What the fuck,
    Where did they go?
    Tell me what happened to Budden's?
    What about Luda?
    I hope they ain't losing it now
    Hope they get back to the music
    'Cause I need some new shit
    I'm sick of these new niggas out,
    I'm that new nigga now
    I got One,
    Two,
    Three,
    Four,
    Five,
    Six,
    Seven,
    Eight
    9 niggas wanna war,
    10 niggas on the floor,
    11 niggas on the porch
    12 killers wanna war,
    13 carnivores,
    14 Labradors,
    15 dinosaurs,
    16 Avatars
    17 bombs or grenades At your rental car,
    18 ways you can die When you have it all
    I got One,
    Two,
    Three,
    Four,
    Five,
    Six,
    Seven,
    Eight
    9 bitches wanna fuck,
    10 niggas wanna rush,
    11 hitters on a bus
    12 think they one of us,
    13 other guns,
    14 runners-up,
    15 rubber gloves,
    16 double pumps
    17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up,
    18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us
    (Aw) (Aw)
    I'm willing to die for this shit
    Said I'm ready to flip it
    And end up in prison
    The rest of my life for this shit
    And my momma ain't want me,
    She got an abortion
    I end up surviving this shit
    Shit,
    If I wanted somethin',
    I ain't got the money
    I'll probably be robbing this shit
    Don't know how much I cry for this shit
    Said I am willing to die for this shit
    You know murder's my hobby,
    Inside of my closet's
    A bunch of dead bodies and shit
    Niggas say that I'm cursed
    'Cause I go to church
    And stare at the Bible and shit
    Shawty say I'm the worst
    Cause I do my dirt,
    And I don't be hiding this shit
    Joyner, wooh!

  • @henrydesanta2897
    @henrydesanta2897 4 года назад

    I'm willing to die for this shit
    I'm ready to flip it
    And end up in prison
    The rest of my life for this shit
    So my momma ain't want me,
    She got an abortion
    I end up surviving this shit
    And if I wanted somethin',
    I ain't got the money
    I'd probably be robbing and shit
    Don't know how much I cry for this shit
    Said I am willing to ride for this shit
    You know murder's my hobby,
    Inside of my closet's
    A bunch of dead bodies and shit
    Niggas say that I'm cursed
    'Cause I go to church
    And stare at the Bible and shit
    Shawty say I'm the worst
    Cause I do my dirt,
    And I don't be hiding this shit
    Bitch, I'm a savage
    I spit at you bastards,
    I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe
    I need to hear some more rapping,
    I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe
    All you my soldiers
    And I'm a lieutenant,
    Goddammit,
    You should be saluting me hoe
    I hope you know I ain't going nowhere
    All you rappers just better get used to me hoe.
    Nigga,
    I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans,
    Bought me a jeep,
    Cause I wasn't riding as much
    My bank account looking weak,
    Don't look at me,
    I ain't got no time for no fun.
    Starting to feel like Tyrese,
    I'm 'bout to trip,
    And maybe start crying or som'
    I might just hit up the Smith's,
    Throw me a fit
    And wait for my wire to come
    Ain't nobody give or show me love
    When I was coming up,
    I had to double up
    And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
    And they don't really wanna knuckle up,
    I hit 'em with the uppercut,
    I had these motherfuckers running for they life
    Unidentified craft when I'm flying past,
    I'm an alien sailin'
    And if you look up in the sky
    Blow your mind back,
    Put your eyes back
    To your iPad,
    I'm an Iraqi in suicide
    When the bombs are loaded
    And your mind explode in the wind
    And you gon' sit down, repent
    I was raised in the sewer;
    Me and the clown are friends
    Red balloons for your kids,
    Sink my tooth in ya bitch
    I lost too many friends,
    I don't do good with kids.
    What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
    What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning?
    What you know about leaving the oven
    Door open when there's no heat again?
    And the rent is due,
    And your landlord
    Try and throw you out
    On the streets again
    Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini
    When I win 'em,
    I'ma finally get a break
    If I didn't get away
    Before I guarantee
    That if I talk to God,
    Then I can say I got it when I pray
    She don't really want me to get petty
    Turn her dime into a penny,
    But she know I got a lot of shit to say
    I got juice and water and a henny,
    Drink it up and let the semi shoot,
    I'll pop you niggas all up in the face
    Blood all up in the lake, I
    Wanna see your wake die
    They don't wanna wave bye
    Creep when I came by,
    Teeth like a K9
    Bleed through your Levi,
    We from the East Side
    Eat when the beat's hot,
    Tea from the teapot
    Aim for the tree top,
    Beg till your knees pop
    Skrrt in a Nissan,
    Swerve into three cars
    You just a bird in a beehive,
    You just a cold in a room full of germs
    Nigga,
    I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot
    What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica?
    I wonder if he still got it or not
    Whatever happened to Elzhi?
    Whatever happened to Meth?
    What happened to Beans?
    Whatever happened to Lauryn?
    What happened to Banks?
    Tell me what happened to Bleek?
    What the fuck happened to Mos?
    What happened to Missy?
    Nigga, what happened to Ghost?
    Whatever happened to Cube?
    What up with Common?
    What the fuck,
    Where did they go?
    Tell me what happened to Budden's?
    What about Luda?
    I hope they ain't losing it now
    Hope they get back to the music
    'Cause I need some new shit
    I'm sick of these new niggas out,
    I'm that new nigga now
    I got One,
    Two,
    Three,
    Four,
    Five,
    Six,
    Seven,
    Eight
    9 niggas wanna war,
    10 niggas on the floor,
    11 niggas on the porch
    12 killers wanna war,
    13 carnivores,
    14 Labradors,
    15 dinosaurs,
    16 Avatars
    17 bombs or grenades At your rental car,
    18 ways you can die When you have it all
    I got One,
    Two,
    Three,
    Four,
    Five,
    Six,
    Seven,
    Eight
    9 bitches wanna fuck,
    10 niggas wanna rush,
    11 hitters on a bus
    12 think they one of us,
    13 other guns,
    14 runners-up,
    15 rubber gloves,
    16 double pumps
    17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up,
    18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us
    (Aw) (Aw)
    I'm willing to die for this shit
    Said I'm ready to flip it
    And end up in prison
    The rest of my life for this shit
    And my momma ain't want me,
    She got an abortion
    I end up surviving this shit
    Shit,
    If I wanted somethin',
    I ain't got the money
    I'll probably be robbing this shit
    Don't know how much I cry for this shit
    Said I am willing to die for this shit
    You know murder's my hobby,
    Inside of my closet's
    A bunch of dead bodies and shit
    Niggas say that I'm cursed
    'Cause I go to church
    And stare at the Bible and shit
    Shawty say I'm the worst
    Cause I do my dirt,
    And I don't be hiding this shit
    Joyner, wooh!

  • @anshulc5402
    @anshulc5402 3 года назад

    I'm willing to die for this shit
    I'm ready to flip it
    And end up in prison
    The rest of my life for this shit
    So my momma ain't want me,
    She got an abortion
    I end up surviving this shit
    And if I wanted somethin',
    I ain't got the money
    I'd probably be robbing and shit
    Don't know how much I cry for this shit
    Said I am willing to ride for this shit
    You know murder's my hobby,
    Inside of my closet's
    A bunch of dead bodies and shit
    Niggas say that I'm cursed
    'Cause I go to church
    And stare at the Bible and shit
    Shawty say I'm the worst
    Cause I do my dirt,
    And I don't be hiding this shit
    Bitch, I'm a savage
    I spit at you bastards,
    I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe
    I need to hear some more rapping,
    I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe
    All you my soldiers
    And I'm a lieutenant,
    Goddammit,
    You should be saluting me hoe
    I hope you know I ain't going nowhere
    All you rappers just better get used to me hoe.
    Nigga,
    I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans,
    Bought me a jeep,
    Cause I wasn't riding as much
    My bank account looking weak,
    Don't look at me,
    I ain't got no time for no fun.
    Starting to feel like Tyrese,
    I'm 'bout to trip,
    And maybe start crying or som'
    I might just hit up the Smith's,
    Throw me a fit
    And wait for my wire to come
    Ain't nobody give or show me love
    When I was coming up,
    I had to double up
    And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
    And they don't really wanna knuckle up,
    I hit 'em with the uppercut,
    I had these motherfuckers running for they life
    Unidentified craft when I'm flying past,
    I'm an alien sailin'
    And if you look up in the sky
    Blow your mind back,
    Put your eyes back
    To your iPad,
    I'm an Iraqi in suicide
    When the bombs are loaded
    And your mind explode in the wind
    And you gon' sit down, repent
    I was raised in the sewer;
    Me and the clown are friends
    Red balloons for your kids,
    Sink my tooth in ya bitch
    I lost too many friends,
    I don't do good with kids.
    What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
    What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning?
    What you know about leaving the oven
    Door open when there's no heat again?
    And the rent is due,
    And your landlord
    Try and throw you out
    On the streets again
    Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini
    When I win 'em,
    I'ma finally get a break
    If I didn't get away
    Before I guarantee
    That if I talk to God,
    Then I can say I got it when I pray
    She don't really want me to get petty
    Turn her dime into a penny,
    But she know I got a lot of shit to say
    I got juice and water and a henny,
    Drink it up and let the semi shoot,
    I'll pop you niggas all up in the face
    Blood all up in the lake, I
    Wanna see your wake die
    They don't wanna wave bye
    Creep when I came by,
    Teeth like a K9
    Bleed through your Levi,
    We from the East Side
    Eat when the beat's hot,
    Tea from the teapot
    Aim for the tree top,
    Beg till your knees pop
    Skrrt in a Nissan,
    Swerve into three cars
    You just a bird in a beehive,
    You just a cold in a room full of germs
    Nigga,
    I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot
    What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica?
    I wonder if he still got it or not
    Whatever happened to Elzhi?
    Whatever happened to Meth?
    What happened to Beans?
    Whatever happened to Lauryn?
    What happened to Banks?
    Tell me what happened to Bleek?
    What the fuck happened to Mos?
    What happened to Missy?
    Nigga, what happened to Ghost?
    Whatever happened to Cube?
    What up with Common?
    What the fuck,
    Where did they go?
    Tell me what happened to Budden's?
    What about Luda?
    I hope they ain't losing it now
    Hope they get back to the music
    'Cause I need some new shit
    I'm sick of these new niggas out,
    I'm that new nigga now
    I got One,
    Two,
    Three,
    Four,
    Five,
    Six,
    Seven,
    Eight
    9 niggas wanna war,
    10 niggas on the floor,
    11 niggas on the porch
    12 killers wanna war,
    13 carnivores,
    14 Labradors,
    15 dinosaurs,
    16 Avatars
    17 bombs or grenades At your rental car,
    18 ways you can die When you have it all
    I got One,
    Two,
    Three,
    Four,
    Five,
    Six,
    Seven,
    Eight
    9 bitches wanna fuck,
    10 niggas wanna rush,
    11 hitters on a bus
    12 think they one of us,
    13 other guns,
    14 runners-up,
    15 rubber gloves,
    16 double pumps
    17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up,
    18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us
    (Aw) (Aw)
    I'm willing to die for this shit
    Said I'm ready to flip it
    And end up in prison
    The rest of my life for this shit
    And my momma ain't want me,
    She got an abortion
    I end up surviving this shit
    Shit,
    If I wanted somethin',
    I ain't got the money
    I'll probably be robbing this shit
    Don't know how much I cry for this shit
    Said I am willing to die for this shit
    You know murder's my hobby,
    Inside of my closet's
    A bunch of dead bodies and shit
    Niggas say that I'm cursed
    'Cause I go to church
    And stare at the Bible and shit
    Shawty say I'm the worst
    Cause I do my dirt,
    And I don't be hiding this shit
    Joyner, wooh!

  • @user-jp8rh6ts6m
    @user-jp8rh6ts6m 4 года назад +1

    I'm willing to die for this shit
    I'm ready to flip it
    And end up in prison
    The rest of my life for this shit
    So my momma ain't want me,
    She got an abortion
    I end up surviving this shit
    And if I wanted somethin',
    I ain't got the money
    I'd probably be robbing and shit
    Don't know how much I cry for this shit
    Said I am willing to ride for this shit
    You know murder's my hobby,
    Inside of my closet's
    A bunch of dead bodies and shit
    Niggas say that I'm cursed
    'Cause I go to church
    And stare at the Bible and shit
    Shawty say I'm the worst
    Cause I do my dirt,
    And I don't be hiding this shit
    Bitch, I'm a savage
    I spit at you bastards,
    I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe
    I need to hear some more rapping,
    I'm just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe
    All you my soldiers
    And I'm a lieutenant,
    Goddammit,
    You should be saluting me hoe
    I hope you know I ain't going nowhere
    All you rappers just better get used to me hoe.
    Nigga,
    I'm Mr. Blue with my jeans,
    Bought me a jeep,
    Cause I wasn't riding as much
    My bank account looking weak,
    Don't look at me,
    I ain't got no time for no fun.
    Starting to feel like Tyrese,
    I'm 'bout to trip,
    And maybe start crying or som'
    I might just hit up the Smith's,
    Throw me a fit
    And wait for my wire to come
    Ain't nobody give or show me love
    When I was coming up,
    I had to double up
    And tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
    And they don't really wanna knuckle up,
    I hit 'em with the uppercut,
    I had these motherfuckers running for they life
    Unidentified craft when I'm flying past,
    I'm an alien sailin'
    And if you look up in the sky
    Blow your mind back,
    Put your eyes back
    To your iPad,
    I'm an Iraqi in suicide
    When the bombs are loaded
    And your mind explode in the wind
    And you gon' sit down, repent
    I was raised in the sewer;
    Me and the IT clown are friends
    Red balloons for your kids,
    Sink my tooth in ya bitch
    I lost too many friends,
    I don't do good with kids.
    What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
    What you know about Ramen Noodles, And a pack of sazon seasoning?
    What you know about leaving the oven
    Door open when there's no heat again?
    And the rent is due,
    And your landlord
    Try and throw you out
    On the streets again
    Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley And a fucking Lamborghini
    When I win 'em,
    I'ma finally get a break
    If I didn't get away
    Before I guarantee
    That if I talk to God,
    Then I can say I got it when I pray
    She don't really want me to get petty
    Turn her dime into a penny,
    But she know I got a lot of shit to say
    I got juice and water and a henny,
    Drink it up and let the semi shoot,
    I'll pop you niggas all up in the face
    Blood all up in the lake, I
    Wanna see your wake die
    They don't wanna wave bye
    Creep when I came by,
    Teeth like a K9
    Bleed through your Levi,
    We from the East Side
    Eat when the beat's hot,
    Tea from the teapot
    Aim for the tree top,
    Beg till your knees pop
    Skrrt in a Nissan,
    Swerve into three cars
    You just a bird in a beehive,
    You just a cold in a room full of germs
    Nigga,
    I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain't been rhyming a lot
    What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica?
    I wonder if he still got it or not
    Whatever happened to Elzhi?
    Whatever happened to Meth?
    What happened to Beans?
    Whatever happened to Lauryn?
    What happened to Banks?
    Tell me what happened to Bleek?
    What the fuck happened to Mos?
    What happened to Missy?
    Nigga, what happened to Ghost?
    Whatever happened to Cube?
    What up with Common?
    What the fuck,
    Where did they go?
    Tell me what happened to Budden's?
    What about Luda?
    I hope they ain't losing it now
    Hope they get back to the music
    'Cause I need some new shit
    I'm sick of these new niggas out,
    I'm that new nigga now
    I got One,
    Two,
    Three,
    Four,
    Five,
    Six,
    Seven,
    Eight
    9 niggas wanna war,
    10 niggas on the floor,
    11 niggas on the porch
    12 killers wanna war,
    13 carnivores,
    14 Labradors,
    15 dinosaurs,
    16 Avatars
    17 bombs or grenades At your rental car,
    18 ways you can die When you have it all
    I got One,
    Two,
    Three,
    Four,
    Five,
    Six,
    Seven,
    Eight
    9 bitches wanna fuck,
    10 niggas wanna rush,
    11 hitters on a bus
    12 think they one of us,
    13 other guns,
    14 runners-up,
    15 rubber gloves,
    16 double pumps
    17 shots in your face Till you cuddle up,
    18 ways you can die Tryna fuck with us
    (Aw) (Aw)
    I'm willing to die for this shit
    Said I'm ready to flip it
    And end up in prison
    The rest of my life for this shit
    And my momma ain't want me,
    She got an abortion
    I end up surviving this shit
    Shit,
    If I wanted somethin',
    I ain't got the money
    I'll probably be robbing this shit
    Don't know how much I cry for this shit
    Said I am willing to die for this shit
    You know murder's my hobby,
    Inside of my closet's
    A bunch of dead bodies and shit
    Niggas say that I'm cursed
    'Cause I go to church
    And stare at the Bible and shit
    Shawty say I'm the worst
    Cause I do my dirt,
    And I don't be hiding this shit
    Joyner, wooh!