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Joyner Lucas – Long Way Lyrics

Long Way Lyrics by Joyner Lucas


[Joyner Lucas]
Aw yea, ask em what they call me
I’m the one that paid it for ya hoes ain’t get s**t all day
F**k wit me the long way, f**k wit me the long way
And this a one way street b***h you going down the wrong way
Hold up hold up hold up damn, f**k wit me the long way
Ain’t nobody wanna get robbed today betta get me a goddam job today
I need food, bread, b*****s, head, watch, rent, cars today
I need bullets, clips, guns, s**t somebody gon’ meet god today

[Joyner Lucas]
Cause I never had money
Aw yea
Can’t take nothin from me
Aw yea
People take me to jail I do time, she said choose ya man with two sides
F**k yo coup de ville, I want a drop top, they wanna shoot to kill with two 9’s
N****s wanna fold me up like futons, tryna make a bed to sleep, I’m too kind
Ain’t no wanna Pistol Pete, I beat pistols pieces, paint pictures piece two times
F****d up and missed the beat she like hold up
N****s betta bow down
Plenty b*****s and I never get tied down
Either f**k wit me either long or ya die now
Man this is for all my n****s locked down
On that young s**t but don’t trip
I swear to god I never forget, how much colder is it gon get?
F**k my nose is bloody, aw yea
Can’t take nothing from me, aw yea

[Joyner Lucas]
Aw yea, ask em what they call me
I’m the one that paid it for ya hoes ain’t get s**t all day
F**k wit me the long way, f**k wit me the long way
And this a one way street b***h you going down the wrong way
Hold up hold up hold up damn, f**k wit me the long way
Ain’t nobody wanna get robbed today betta get me a goddam job today
I need food, bread, b*****s, head, watch, rent, cars today
I need bullets, clips, guns, s**t somebody gon’ meet god today

[Joyner Lucas]
I’m so paranoid, I don’t even go out no mo
Tried so hard to enjoy myself, you don’t put in work I do it myself
I proved to myself, so crazy I be annoying myself, true to myself
Feeling so g*****n sick I should sample my own s**t and then sue myself
Cause I never had money
So maybe I should rob a couple bank sell a f****n cigarette break into yo mother place
and take like f*****g everything and leave you there to suffer man
I swear these n****s done made me mad, all this talking s**t oughta made me laugh
Ain’t got a work betta pay me back, aw yea

[Joyner Lucas]X2
Aw yea, ask em what they call me
I’m the one that paid it for ya hoes ain’t get s**t all day
F**k wit me the long way, f**k wit me the long way
And this a one way street b***h you going down the wrong way
Hold up hold up hold up damn, f**k wit me the long way
Ain’t nobody wanna get robbed today betta get me a goddam job today
I need food, bread, b*****s, head, watch, rent, cars today
I need bullets, clips, guns, s**t somebody gon’ meet god today


JOYNER LUCAS LYRICS


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