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What's (Joyner)
Boston bitch, she (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, you
niggas, You don't like me? Shoot me
And if you wanna fight me, sue me

niggas won't like the new me
This like a Spike Lee movie

Room full of and I might get choosy
Please me
All of my moves are planned
play with me, I'm a family man
I put your bitch on my plan
My mansion lookin' like Fantasy
I bought a with some Canada sand
All of my moves are carefully
I'm two steps ahead like scams (Word)
Now hand mе the
You in the crib and I'm hеre the fans
My bitch got titties Pamela And'
And she wanna in a janitor's van
I'm 'bout to to a psycho
You 'bout to see my true colors Michael

I'm to pick niggas up with a rifle
I lit niggas up but I might though
I'm a cool but I can get spiteful
I'm fuck this shit up like a typo
You do not know me, no, we related
And we ain't got friends that I might know
I don't wanna be regardless
Every bitch I ever with told me I'm heartless
I don't a single motherfucker, I'm cautious
I can never win, they me up in a coffin
Way I started winnin', had a couple of losses
Had to make a livin' out my apartment
too much opportunity to come up in Boston
I was fucking exhausted, I was done with the
I was workin' odd jobs, had me stuck in the

On God, I was runnin' and walkin' nonstop
On a dark block, duckin' and all cops
'Til they all stop, buckin' and sparkin' all
my heart stops workin' at ten breaths
I benchpress any nigga relentless
I been dead, I put you niggas to bed yet
The bed wet, this a wet dream of wet sex wit'
Why am I not allowed to feel, to free?
I learned from God, whatever will, will be
I bet you prolly kill, to kill me
The cops who killed Breonna Taylor free
And George Floyd'd prolly kill to still
How many black lives did they kill to me?
I protest but we still feel no peace
I hear no relief, I don't feel free
And man I fucked up rules

Got a fucked up head with fucked up screws
Bitch, please don't put me in a fucked up
Got twin nines, so we play duck, duck,
Better jump up, move 'fore I rush
Niggas get up too, I'm in a fucked up mood
I don't even trust me, why the fuck trust
deep in your crib like a drug bust, one plus two, nigga
I'm the fam
Bitch, you a pig, I don't fuck no ham
All been sleepin', I'm tuckin' you in
I build the then upped the event
Please compare me to none of these scrams
I'm buildin' my brand, you stuck in the
I advantage and stuck to the plan (Joyner)
is you sayin'?

What's (Joyner)

bitch, she bougie (Yeah, yeah)
Look, you
Told niggas, You don't me? Shoot me
And if you wanna fight me, sue me
Guaranteed niggas won't the new me (They won't)
This feel like a Lee movie
What's