look alive lyrics joyner
Niggas speed and hit the pedal, put my feet in the metal, god damn! I ain’t got no fucking job, this my life, this my Peter Piper picked up a nine, I put it together I take my dime to hibachi, we do 69 like Tekashi This a lucid dream, this a out-of-body And all you basic motherfuckas are lacking achievement, and I've just been laughing and geekin' achievement, and I've just been laughing and geekin' This is not Versace, this is hot hibachi Tell P Diddy that I’m on one Run away away away away away (function() { Hoe, you get stretched like Nylon I'm staring at this Bible as I keep glancing put that motherfucking smoke up on 'em with that holy water leader motor running Evil scriptures written on my body You can have the digits, I’m a mathematician HOT SONG: 21 Savage x Metro Boomin - "My Dawg​" - LYRICS, NEW SONG: Rod Wave - POP SMOKE - "MOOD SWINGS" ft. Lil Tjay - LYRICS. Started poppin' at the people, they 'bout to meet the Beretta 44 shots traumatize in front of 45 hit 44 more Lyrics, Letra: Me and Satan pull up in a red Buggati You gon' do some shit that send me back to prison, whoa! It ain’t hard to find me, motherfucker I went on tour and got paid, now I’m back in the region, I let off this mac for no reason Put you deeper than what's deep of the sea of the desert Ain't too hard to find me Pussy ate out, that’s a PopCon })(); Sur Frap.cl venez découvrir toutes les dernières pépites du Rap français. You thought wrong and you all gone, all done All y'all my kids in a car seat I think my gun got a crush on you, boy, you ‘bout to meet your secret admirer I take my dime to hibachi, we do 69 like Tekashi I don't see you niggas, I've been lacking vision You gon’ do some shit that send me back to prison, whoa! Plenty hammers when I'm riding shotty Joyner Lucas. I ain’t got no fucking job, this my life, this my, wait— Bring the drama, it ain’t hard to find me Tell all my teachers that I said I'm back on my G shit and I'm coming back to get even I think my gun got a crush on you, boy, you 'bout to meet your secret admirer I've been killing niggas, still ain't nothin' left though Tryna understand Your vision, ... Don’t Run – Statik Selektah feat. But it's competition, I'm a savage winning I don’t see you niggas, I’ve been lacking vision I’ve been scheming while I’m creeping, like fifty feet to the Jetta Prayed about it to the Lord about it in the morning, but I gotta Show 'em what it's all about and I'ma call 'em out I do that shit just to keep Me inspired Carbon copies say you kamikazes I've been sent here from Illuminati I said I was gon' retire, bitch I lied, bitch I lied But it's competition, I'm a savage winning They must've forgot I was next up Man, too many niggas know about it, but I thought about it that's 'cause you don't really know you a dead man. I’ma do some shit to bring me mad attention Revenge Intro/ADHD - Joyner Lucas Lyrics, Letra: This is my band, I’m Dylon You might look alive, that’s ‘cause you don’t really know you a dead man God got a plan, hope that God hold your hand, I think I'm 'bout to catch me a body! I said I was gon’ retire, bitch I lied, bitch I lied Lyin' in the sand, too much time in your hands, I think I need to find you a hobby Ho, you get stretched like Nylon This is not Versace, this is hot hibachi 44 shots traumatizin' from the .45, hit 44 more Roll up on ’em when I pull up on ’em, put that motherfucking smoke up on ’em with that holy water The more that I want, the more that I grind All I wanna do is just drop bombs on Verse (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); Places de Concerts How you do shit you don't wanna do? This is Hiroshima, this is Nagasaki I do that shit just to keep me inspired All you gonna die, you can get murdered on webcam Spanish bitch that wanna give me besos If I don’t fuck with you, that’s too bad (god damn) This is not Versace, this is hot hibachi Ain't too hard to find me This is God’s plan, someone stop me Fuck what you saying, I’m not the one that you play with Lil Wayne & Joyner Lucas). I don't get tired; sweat through a headband Ho, you get stretched like Nylon [Intro] I do that shit just to keep Me inspired Tell all my teachers that I said I’m back on my G shit and I’m coming back to get even Feelgood Music, Paroles2Chansons dispose d’un accord de licence de paroles de chansons avec la, Société des Editeurs et Auteurs de Musique, Sech - Relación (Remix) traduction. If I don't fuck with you, that's too bad (god damn) Don't be tryna give me the runaround, I'll shut 'em down god damn, wait, [Bridge] 508 all on my side, they gon’ ride, they gon’ ride I ain't got no fucking job, this my life, this my, This is God's plan, someone stop me I think my gun got a crush on you, I've been scheming while I'm creeping, like fifty feet to the Jetta I take my dime to hibachi, we do 69 like Tekashi Ain’t too hard to find me You’ve been acting different, I’ve been acting distant I don't get tired; sweat through a headband Boy, you just a ... Devil's Work Lyrics I'm Mahatma Gandhi, a fucking humanoid Anunnaki All you a lie Sister, Brother Ain’t too hard to find me They must've forgot I was next up artist: "Joyner+Lucas", Peter Piper picked a pepper, and I picked the pressure I think they really mistaken, I wasn't next up? This is my bed, I’m Dylan All I wanna do is just drop bombs on you cheerleading niggas with the pom-poms you cheerleadin' niggas with the pom-poms You might look alive, that's 'cause you don't really know you a dead man. This is Hiroshima, this is Nagasaki Lyrics, Letra: I said I was gon' retire, bitch I lied, bitch I lied 187 on the cops behind me I ain’t that nigga you could talk about, you better calm it down Put you deeper than what’s deep of the sea of the desert Tell P Diddy that I'm on one var opts = { All y'all my kids in a car seat You might look alive, that's 'cause you don't really know you a dead man. Spanish bitch that wanna give me besos Don't be tryna give me the With plenty hammers when I'm riding shotty I’ve been sent here from Illuminati Joyner Lucas, I’m a holy mona (?) Fuck what you saying, I'm not the one that you play with 44 shots traumatize in front of 45 hit 44 more I’m a ninja, pull up on a Kawasaki Don’t be tryna give me the run around, I’ll shut ’em down god damn, wait, [Bridge] Nigga, I ain't ever been a "yes" man My name Joyner, VIEW ALL LYRICS TO SONGS BY: Joyner Lucas. Evil scriptures written on my body Roll up on ‘em when I pull up on ‘em, put that motherfucking Smoke up on ‘em with that holy water I was sent here from Illuminati I don’t see you niggas, I’ve been lacking vision to, now I hit it and be sleepin' aside her, woo Evil scriptures written on my body Better use your manners when you talk about me This is God's plan, someone stop me My Jamaica bitch got socks on, every time I hit it she be like, "Wagwan" Back to business, I got mad intentions, I ain’t pray for God, I made some bad decisions I ain’t got no fucking job, this my life, this my, [Verse 2] I said I was gon' retire, bitch I lied, bitch I lied I used to hit it and leave when I wanted You gon’ do some shit that send me back to prison, whoa! I'm a ninja, pull up on a Kawasaki Back to business, I got mad intentions, I ain’t perfect, I done made some bad decisions Ma-ma-ma told me don't run You might look alive, that’s ’cause you don’t really know you a dead man. I've been killing niggas, still ain't nothin' left though Last.fm Music | Copyright © 2020 CBS Interactive Inc. / All rights reserved. All you a lie Roll up on 'em when I pull up on 'em, Prayed about it to the Lord about it in the morning, This is my band, I'm Dylon runaround, I'ma shut 'em down god damn, wait, 508 all on my side, they gon' ride, they gon' ride All you gonna die, you can get murdered on webcam Pick a fight, I pick a side, I put you on a stretcher This is my band, I'm Dylon 508 all on my side, they gon’ ride, they gon’ ride This is Hiroshima, this is Nagasaki Evil scriptures written on my body Keep a Stack - Chris Brown (feat. I said I was gon’ retire, bitch I lied, bitch I lied Lyin' in the sand, I don’t get tired; sweat through a headband Joyner Lucas sicker than a strep throat Better use your manners when you talk about me Now call me Papi Peter Piper picked up a nine, I put it together Peter Piper picked up a nine, I put it together And all you basic motherfuckas are lacking Yo, nigga's saying, "What a great battle" Fuck what you saying, I’m not the one that you play with They must’ve forgot I was next up This is Hiroshima, this is Nagasaki All I wanna do is just drop bombs on you cheerleadin’ niggas with the pom-poms Nigga, this a homicide, oh my god, oh my god I went on tour and got paid, now I'm back in the region, I let off this mac for no reason I'ma be the down with a Du-Rag Evil scriptures written on my body Sister, Brother, Cousin, Uncle, Auntie I used to hit it and leave when I wanted to, now I hit it and be sleeping inside her, woo Momma don't told me don't run, don't run I don’t get tired; sweat through a headband Better meet the metal, I'ma need a Fujita to measure All you gonna die, you can get murdered on webcam UFO flying while I’m riding shotty (Chorus}: Submitted corrections or missing lines will be added within 24hrs after approval. 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