Joy-Den

Yeah, yeah

(Ayy bro, is that Jambo?)

I seen my momma lightin' candles 'cause the lights was off

So with or without you, I'm gon' ball

One of my niggas hustle, the other does scam

Quick to zip a niggas up just like 28 grams

I respect my cougar bitch, I'm always callin' her ma'am

That niggas texted daddy brother, that's just Uncle Sam

All I wanted was some space when I was in a jam

Locked up in the cell, there really wasn't no joy-den

Leave that lil' boy on the cement, streets turned me to a man

Ain't no way that I'm running, sticks on this Sprinter van

I'm so high up, the critics wanna see me land

I flew the bitch in, I guess that's just my way payin' for that

Give my opp a bald head, we gotta cancer that

Ain't talkin' on no Apple phone, that shit'll get you jacked

I'm not a serial killer

Was a psychic as a lil' kid, I knew I'd be bigger

I did this get all by myself, I don't owe none of you niggas

My Glock pay half of the rent, boy, I stay with my pistol

My niggas quick to hit a lick, he got a tongue like a lizard

Forever ride by myself, Ion't need no niggas

Only thing I need to save me is this rear-view mirror

Smoke a whole bag in the [?]

Why the hell is [?] if you got racks on me

Kill you in [?] McQueen's if I catch you lacking

Drown that boy in .223's, I'm tellin' you it's that deep

Last night, I was askin' God to pray my niggas back

First thing they told me, the good times don't never seem to last

On my pop's I'ma pop a niggas , I put that on my daddy

I don't care if you outta town, they gunnin' for that bag

They either drive or they land doe, that shit be sumin' like magic

[?], got pistols in my [?]

Soon I start doggin' her, she tried to fall in love then

You think it's cool to post your nudes, girl, I know you not my only fan