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

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

Room full of hoes and I might get
excuse me
All of my moves are carefully
play with me, I'm a family man
I put your bitch on my plan
My mansion like Fantasy Land
I bought a beach with Canada sand
All of my moves are planned
I'm two steps ahead Nigerian scams (Word)
Now mе the Benz
You in the crib and I'm hеre the fans
My got titties like Pamela And'
And she fuck in a janitor's van
I'm 'bout to turn to a
You 'bout to see my colors like Michael

I'm 'bout to pick up with a rifle
I lit niggas up but I might though
I'm a cool nigga but I can get
I'm 'bouta fuck this shit up a typo
You do not know me, no, we related
And we ain't got mutual that I might know
I don't wanna be acquainted
Every I ever been with told me I'm heartless
I don't trust a single motherfucker, I'm
I can never win, they me up in a coffin
Way before I started winnin', had a couple of
Had to make a out my mother's apartment
Wasn't too opportunity to come up in Boston
I was fucking exhausted, I was with the talkin'
I was workin' odd jobs, had me stuck in the

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

Got a fucked up head with some up screws
Bitch, don't put me in a fucked up mood
Got twin nines, so we play duck, duck,
Better jump up, 'fore I bump rush
Niggas get lumped up too, I'm in a up mood
I don't trust me, why the fuck trust you?
Three deep in your like a drug bust, one plus two, nigga
I'm the fam
Bitch, you a pig, I don't with no ham
All y'all been sleepin', I'm you in
I build the label upped the event
Please don't compare me to of these scrams
I'm buildin' my brand, you in the ground
I advantage and stuck to the plan (Joyner)
Fuck is you

gucci? (Joyner)

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