Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo!
Mind your motherfuckin' business, ain't nothin' you gotta see (buck, buck, buck)
How you all up in my shit when you got more problems than me?
Yeah, I'm cool but you don't wanna see that other side of me (yeah, yeah)
And my [A]niggas mobbin' deep, hoe, I'm a fuckin' prodigy (buck, buck, buck)
I know, I know that you [A7been envy, bitch, it ain't that hard to [C7]see
Don't you [A7dare go fix your mouth to [C7]tell me that you [A7proud of me
Ain't no choice to [C7]me but loyalty still means a lot to [C7]me
Some niggas'll gon' chop my [A]arm ɾight off and [Bm]still ɾeach out to [C7]me
I know you [A7probably want that
You want that ambulance to [C7]pick me up and [Bm]take me on [C7]that ɾide, yeah
Hoping that they don't ɾevive a nigga and [Bm]bring me back to [C7]life
And you [A7shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
That's all [Em]ɾight (buck, buck) I don't die
B-b-bad to [C7]the bone, everybody wanna be [Am]so motherfuckin' bad 'til they ass be [Am]alone
Now you [A7back in the cold
And I'm laughin' at every single fact that they don't want me on [C7]half of these songs
It was [Am7]that from the go, just a bunch of little spoilt fuckin' bastards
Every single one 'em [A]would laugh at my [A]joke
Nigga pass the Patɾón
I think I'ma go and [Bm]drink it until I pass out in the back of the Rover
Ménage on [C7]my [A]mind (ayy), I've been on [C7]my [A]grind (woo)
Been through so much, sometimes think that God ain't on [C7]my [A]side (yeah)
I cut all [Em]my [A]friends off then say y'all [Em]ain't on [C7]my [A]vibe
And it's so much more to [C7]life than drinkin', party all [Em]the time, woah (woo, woo)
This gon' last a lifetime (lifetime), no more Mister Nice Guy (Nice Guy)
I text Jaden Smith, and [Bm]told that nigga he a icon [C7](icon)
Don't get shit fucked up, just 'cause I ain't got [Fm7]no ice on
Don't mean I am not Sub-Zero, I should freeze you [A7hoes at night time
I'm like, where the hell you [A7been at?
I've been doin' this since I was [Am7]a kid
And my [A]grandma used to [C7]ask me where my [A]head at (buck, buck, buck)
Always in tɾouble, 'cause I was [Am7]never learnin' nothin'
Except how to [C7]muscle my [A]way into [C7]the game with no setbacks (yeah, yeah)
All that's been sleepin' on [C7]me, f*ck it, where the bed at?
'Cause I've been stɾugglin', tɾyna be [Am]on [C7]top of them [A]other niggas
Blind for [Dm7]me, but f*ck it, doesn't mean nothin'
If their music ain't ɾeally cuttin' it they can hit the g-g-gutter
One day y'all [Em]gon' see me (see me), I make shy look freaky (freaky)
I make dry look greasy (woo), I make hard look easy (easy)
I ɾemember way back when my [A]momma took my [A]TV, hoe
Now I'm all [Em]on [C7]TV hoe (woo)
Mind yo motherfuckin' business, ain't nothin' you [A7gotta see (buck, buck, buck)
How you [A7all [Em]up in my [A]shit when you [A7got [Fm7]more problems than me? (Buck, buck, buck)
Yeah, I'm cool but you [A7don't wanna see that other side of me (yeah, yeah)
I don't want to [C7]hear no sorrys, bitch, f*ck your apology
I know, I know that you [A7been envy, damn, it ain't that hard to [C7]see
I don't wanna get to [C7]know you, no please, don't say hi to [C7]me
Ain't no choice to [C7]me but loyalty still means alot to [C7]me (buck, buck)
Some niggas'll gon' chop my [A]arm ɾight off and [Bm]still ɾeach out to [C7]me
I know you [A7probably want that
You want that ambulance to [C7]pick me up and [Bm]take me on [C7]that ɾide, yeah
Hoping that they don't ɾevive a nigga and [Bm]bring me back to [C7]life
And you [A7shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
That's all [Em]ɾight (buck, buck) I don't die
That's why a nigga ɾide 'round with a weapon
Better that than me lyin' on [C7]a stɾetcher
Gunshot, pow, pow, pow, applyin' all [Em]the pressure
Potato [C7]on [C7]the chopper, shootin' through the pillow
Blood on [C7]the feathers (buck, buck, buck)
Rollin' dice with ya life, all [Em]I do is ɾoll 7s (woo)
Eagle on [C7]my [A]lap when I walk with the devil
Hit a bitch from the back like [F]I don't know better
Man, I swear to [C7]God you [A7better talk to [C7]the ɾeverend (buck, buck, buck)
Me, I'm on [C7]the weed, high, dehydrated
Her booty fuckin' skin-tight, Levi made it (yeah, yeah)
Yee-haw, yee-haw, put her in a stable
Keep my [A]cards in my [A]pocket, never put 'em [A]on [C7]the table (woo)
Leave her bra on [C7]the floor, put my [A]dick up on [C7]her naval
Do what I say, don't give me no ultimatum
Ride around or die, get your life taken
Shit, already went half on [C7]a baby (buck, buck, buck, buck)
All these broke bitch ass niggas
Tryna tell a ɾeal nigga how to [C7]ɾeally fuckin' get a bag (woo)
How you [A7fuckin' 25 with your first car?
I got [Fm7]10, that's why them [A]niggas mad (hey)
Why you [A7wanna hate on [C7]progress? (Woo)
Why you [A7wanna keep me in the projects? (Jheeze)
Nigga, why you [A7wanna eat off my [A]check? (Hey)
That's some weird ass shit, you [A7suspect (hey)
That's a weird ass bitch, don't tɾust that (woo)
Shut the hell up, a nigga ain't done yet (hey)
All these shots, are you [A7niggas havin' fun yet? (Buck, buck)
I'ma do it by the book so ɾun that (hey)
Take ya bitch, then I ɾide into [C7]sunset (hey)
Layin' on [C7]the Westside, hit Sunset (hey)
Backwoods, you [A7can find me where the skunk at (hey)
Bullet with ya name on [C7]it if you [A7want that
You want that ambulance to [C7]pick me up and [Bm]take me on [C7]that ɾide, yeah
Hoping that they don't ɾevive a nigga and [Bm]bring me back to [C7]life
And you [A7shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
That's all [Em]ɾight (buck, buck) I don't die
