Joyner Lucas – Revenge (2020)

Joyner Lucas – Revenge (official music video)

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  1. Intro]
    The more that I want, the more that I grind
    The more that I shine, the more that I stride
    The more that I stunt, the more that I cheat
    The more that she leaves, the more that she cry
    The harder to trust, the more that I lie
    The more that she die, the more I realize
    The more that I, the more that I (Yeah, yeah)

    [Verse 1]
    The more that I try, the more that I want
    More that I grind, the more that I shine
    The more that I stride, the more that I stunt
    The more that I cheat, the more that she leave
    The more that she cry, the harder to trust
    The more that I lie, the more that she dies
    The more I realize I'm harder to love
    I’m harder to, I'm harder to teach
    My heart is a beat and I am the drum
    I'm harder to keep, but harder to sleep
    I’m scared of the dark, I'm not gonna run
    I'm harder to break, but harder to make
    You get in my way, I'm drawing my gun
    I'm not gonna play, I'm not for the games
    I'm not gonna change, put that on my son
    Put that on my mom, put that on my sis
    Put that on my bitch and all of my hoes
    Put that on my team, put that on my G's
    I say what I mean, you already know
    Put that on my city, put that on my Bentley
    I got me a Bimmer, I wanted a Rolls
    Sip on some Henny and ride with the semi
    All my niggas with me, I’m calling a toast (Blah, blah, blah)
    Callin’ the plug, you callin' the cops
    I call you a snitch, you holdin’ a grudge
    You callin' the judge, you say you a thug
    I call you a bitch, I call you a ho
    Don't call me your bro, don't call me no more, I call you a trick
    I’m tired of the hate, I'm tired of the snakes
    I'm tired of your face, you all on my dick
    I wanted the fame, I wanted the name
    I wanted a break, I wanted the love
    I wanted the cake, I wanna be great
    I wanted to change and all the above
    You want me to fall, you want me to crawl
    You want me to stall, they want me on drugs
    You want me to fail, they want me in jail
    They wantin' my soul, they wantin' my blood
    I'm out for revenge, I'm out for the ends
    I'm out for respect, I'm out for the crown
    I'm out for the reign, they startin' to aim
    I hopped in a plane, I'm not going down
    I'm dodging the flames, they callin' my name
    I wanna be saved but I don't know how
    I thought it was safe, but I got a plan
    Let's load up the chopper and ride it around, woo

    [Chorus]
    I roll up on 'em while he sleep (Hey), you gon' see
    It's a fuckin' murder spree (Brrat, bah), you gon' see
    Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see
    Don't you turn your back on me (Brrat, bah), you gon' see
    Roll up on 'em while he sleep (Doo), catch a nigga slippin'
    I might hit him with the (Bah, bah-bah, bah-bah), they gon' miss him
    'Cause revenge feels sweet (Woo), you gon' see
    Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see

    [Verse 2]
    Give me a pen
    I don't even drink, but fuck it, I need some Henny and gin
    Plenty of sins
    I broke my bitch's heart, she'll never forgive me again
    Where have you been?
    I had to go find myself, I killed and buried my friends
    I never could swim
    I used to push some weight with niggas who been in the gym
    Come step in my Timbs
    You could not walk my path
    I never caught no cabs, I had to walk
    Niggas was lost and sad, I never would call my dad
    Fuck that nigga
    I was depressed as fuck, mentally torn in half
    Feelin' stuck
    When it was hard to laugh, the music was all I had
    Wish I could be out
    I never got any clout, what's all the plottin' about?
    They drownin' me out
    Everyone countin' me out, nobody try to reach out
    You proud of me now?
    Niggas'll flip the script, I cannot live to quit
    I don't wanna chill, I don't wanna get no flicks
    Don't wanna rekindle shit
    It's N-O-T, don't you flex on me
    I do not get no sleep
    I'm barely up, hope you ante up
    Word to M.O.P., you don't know me
    I need my revenge, it ain't no more peace
    I'm rollin' deep and I'm finna turn your block up into World War III, woah

    [Chorus]
    I roll up on 'em while he sleep (Hey), you gon' see
    It's a fuckin' murder spree (Brrat, bah), you gon' see
    Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see
    Don't you turn your back on me (Brrat, bah), you gon' see
    Roll up on 'em while he sleep (Doo), catch a nigga slippin'
    I might hit him with the (Bah, bah-bah, bah-bah), they gon' miss him
    'Cause revenge feels sweet (Woo), you gon' see
    Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see

    [Verse 3]
    The older the berry, the sweeter the juice
    Knew I could do it, I needed the proof
    In order to lose, I needed to win
    In order to win, I needed to choose
    I needed to fall, I needed to move
    I couldn't be safe, I couldn't be you
    I'm coming for everything they said I couldn't
    Including your plate and all of your food
    I don't wanna do no E
    Don't wanna drink, I don't wanna do no lean
    I don't wanna move no keys
    How you like me now? I'm too OG
    I feel like Kool Moe Dee
    Ain't gon' be no slatt, my whole team'll crack
    I seen 'em flat, never seen no snacks, they left me the scraps
    I Deebo'd that
    Think I'm cursed again, went to church to sin
    I did a lot
    Mama quit her job, she won't work again
    I been on top
    Got a mental block and it hurts, but then I bid and shop
    And my bitch is fly, she a perfect ten
    That's M-O-B, don't you flex on me, I do not get no sleep
    I'm problematic and I gotta have it, word to Ed OG
    You don't know me, I need my revenge, no more peace
    I'm rollin' deep and I'm finna turn your block up into World War III

    [Chorus]
    I roll up on 'em while he sleep (Hey), you gon' see
    It's a fuckin' murder spree (Brrat, bah), you gon' see
    Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see
    Don't you turn your back on me (Brrat, bah), you gon' see
    Roll up on 'em while he sleep (Doo), catch a nigga slippin'
    I might hit him with the (Bah, bah-bah, bah-bah), they gon' miss him
    'Cause revenge feels sweet (Woo), you gon' see
    Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see

  2. YOOO AMAZING THIS DESERVES A GRAMMY THE WAY HE PUT THE STORYLINE TOGETHER ITS LIKE A MOVIE JOYNERS A GOD THIS WHY I FW HIS MUSIC DAMN BRO I CANT SAY IT ENOUGH JOYNERS THE GOAT🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

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