[Intro: Joyner Lucas]
Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo!
[Pre-Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
Mind your motherf**in’ business, ain’t nothin’ you gotta see (buck, buck, buck)
How you all up in my sh** 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 n***as mobbin’ deep, hoe, I’m a f**in’ prodigy (buck, buck, buck)
I know, I know that you been envy, b**h, it ain’t that hard to see
Don’t you dare go fix your mouth to tell me that you proud of me
Ain’t no choice to me but loyalty still means a lot to me
Some n***as’ll gon’ chop my arm right off and still reach out to me
I know you probably want that
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Joyner Lucas & Both]
You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah
Hoping that they don’t revive a n***a and bring me back to life
And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
That’s all right (buck, buck) I don’t die
[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas]
B-b-bad to the bone, everybody wanna be so motherf**in’ bad ’til they a** be alone
Now you back in the cold
And I’m laughin’ at every single fact that they don’t want me on half of these songs
It was that from the go, just a bunch of little spoilt f**in’ bastards
Every single one ’em would laugh at my joke
n***as pa** the Patron, I think I’ma go and drink it until I pa** out in the back of the Rover
Ménage on my mind (ayy)
I’ve been on my grind (woo)
Been through so much, sometimes think that God ain’t on my side (yeah)
I cut all my friends off then say y’all ain’t on my vibe
And it’s so much more to life than drinkin’, party all the time, woah (woo, woo)
This gon’ last a lifetime (lifetime), no more Mister Nice Guy (Nice Guy)
I text Jaden Smith, and told that n***a he a icon (icon)
Don’t get sh** f**ed up, just ’cause I ain’t got no ice on
Don’t mean I am not Sub-Zero, I should freeze you hoes at night time
I’m like, where the hell you been at?
I’ve been doin’ this since I was a kid and my grandma used to ask me where my head at (buck, buck, buck)
Always in trouble cause I was never learnin’ nothin’ except how to muscle my way into the game with no setbacks (yeah, yeah)
All that’s been sleepin’ on me, f** it, where the bed at?
‘Cause I’ve been strugglin’, tryna be on top of them other n***as
Blind for me, but f** it, doesn’t mean nothin’ if their music ain’t really cuttin’ it they can hit the gutter
One day y’all gon see me (see me)
I make shy look freaky (freaky)
I make dry look greasy (woo)
I make hard look easy (easy)
I remember way back when my momma took my TV, hoe
Now I’m all on TV hoe (woo)
[Pre-Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
Mind yo motherf**in’ business, ain’t nothin’ you gotta see (buck, buck, buck)
How you all up in my sh** when you got more problems than me? (Buck, buck, buck)
Yeah, I’m cool but you don’t wanna see that other side of me (yeah, yeah)
I don’t want to hear no sorrys, b**h, f** your apology
I know, I know that you been envy, damn, it ain’t that hard to see
I don’t wanna get to know you, no please, don’t say hi to me
Ain’t no choice to me but loyalty still means a lot to me (buck, buck)
Some n***as’ll gon’ chop my arm right off and still reach out to me
I know you probably want that
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Joyner Lucas & Both]
You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah
Hoping that they don’t revive a n***a and bring me back to life
And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
That’s all right (buck, buck) I don’t die
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
That’s why a n***a ride round with a weapon
Better that than me lyin’ on a stretcher
Gun shot, pow, pow, pow, applyin’ all the pressure
Potato on the chopper, shootin’ through the pillow, blood on the feathers (buck, buck, buck)
Rollin’ dice with ya life, all I do is roll 7’s (woo)
Eagle on my lap when I walk with the devil
Hit a b**h from the back like I don’t know better
Man, I swear to God you better talk to the reverend (buck, buck, buck)
Me, I’m on the weed, high, dehydrated
Her booty f**in’ skin tight, Levi made it (yeah, yeah)
Yee-haw, yee-haw, put her in a stable
Keep my cards in my pocket, never put ’em on the table (woo)
Leave her bra on the floor, put my dick up on her naval
Do what I say, don’t give me no ultimatum
Ride around or die, get your life taken
sh**, already went half on a baby (buck, buck, buck, buck)
All these broke b**h a** n***as tryna tell a real n***a how to really f**in’ get a bag (woo)
How you f**in’ 25 with your first car?
I got 10, that’s why them n***as mad (hey)
Why you wanna hate on progress? (Woo)
Why you wanna keep me in the projects? (Jheeze)
n***a, why you wanna eat off my check? (Hey)
That’s some weird a** sh** you suspect (hey)
That’s a weird a** b**h don’t trust that (woo)
Shut the hell up, a n***a ain’t done yet (hey)
All these shots, are you n***as havin’ fun yet? (Buck, buck)
I’ma do it by the book so run that (hey)
Take ya b**h then I ride in to sunset (hey)
Layin’ on the Westside, hit Sunset (hey)
Backwoods, you can find me where the skunk at (hey)
Bullet with ya name on it if you want that
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Joyner Lucas & Both]
You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah
Hoping that they don’t revive a n***a and bring me back to life
And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
That’s all right (buck, buck) I don’t die