Lovely Lyrics - Joyner Lucas

Fuck you doing in this motherfucker, huh? 

Who sent you here? 

Why you keep fronting like your friends are here? 

Acting like you 'bout to be next this year 

I mean the food gone, ain't nothing left to share 

We done ate that shit 

Funny how they told me to stack this year 

Now a nigga get colder than central air 

And your momma should aborted you and left you there, damn 

I need a massage 

Where the gay bitches when I need a ménage? 

She said she got a porn take that I needed to watch 

And I remember days where I couldn't even get by 

I couldn't even get mine 

Couldn't pull a fine chick to save my life 

And ain't nobody want to go with me to the prom 

And now I got so many hoes I can't even decide 

Real shit, believe it or not 

The light skins love me like I'm Chico DeBarge 

And I ain't give a fuck if you're sleeping or not 

Time to wake niggas up, whoo! 

Fuck you talking 'bout? 

I be fronting to these hoes like I'm rich 

And they don't know I got a room at my momma's house 

You know it's always something bout the impressive ones 

Working all week for my check to come 

And I ain't make shit after taxes though 

But it feel good not to stress so much 

Know it's something coming in for now 

And I can get my son a Nintendo now 

Couple shirts and a damn Netflix account 

That's it? Yeah, but that's okay 

I know that I'mma be alright, I ain't rich for now 

But I got dreams I could live for now 

And there's a whole lot of niggas doing worse than me 

And that's as good as it's gonna get for now, 'cause 

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I ain't got much, but I feel loved 

Just be real love 

Just be real love 

Just be 

I ain't got much, but I feel loved 

Just be real love 

Just be real love 

Just be (ya ya ya) 

I got work 

I could split heads in a drive-by first 

Blow your damn brains in a tie-dye shirt 

And I ain't been the same since I got cursed 

I gave my CD to Bad Boy and I got curbed 

So when you see Diddy, tell him I got words 

My shrink keep telling me to calm my nerves 

But it's been a long time since I got heard 

And don't nobody give a fuck when you starving though 

They don't answer me when I'm hollering though 

Try to cancel me like The Cosby Show 

Until I put them hands on them like Rousey though 

I got a hundred fans waiting in the lobby line 

Taking shots like it's party time 

Hands up, ain't nobody got to die 

I just got four rings like the Audi sign 

I just bought cocaine for a nigga to flip 

Real shit, the bigger the brick 

Now these hoes looking at the flick of the wrist 

And I can take your girl out to chicken and shrimp 

She said my head so big I could live in a blimp 

Word? Well, listen to this 

I remember watching MTV Cribs 

Thinking how the fuck all these wack niggas get rich 

While I'm eating TV dinners 

You know, the ones with the meat in them? 

Pause, I kinda wonder what they see in them 

Got laid off from a job that was seasonal, geez 

I think I'ma need a hit for now 

We all got dreams we could live for now 

But there's a whole lot of niggas doing worse than us 

And that's as good as it's gonna get for now, 'cause 

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I ain't got much, but I feel loved 

Just be real love 

Just be real love 

Just be- 

I ain't got much, but I feel loved 

Just be real love 

Just be real love 

Just be- (ya, ya, ya) 

And I'm feeling way, way up 

And I'm looking way, way up 

And my bitches way, way up 

They miss that ya, ya, ya 

And she want that ya, ya, ya 

And I got that ya, ya, ya 

And we on that ya, ya, ya 

'said I'm feeling way, way up 

Hold up, pause 

We was trying to eat till they told us, "Nah" 

I wonder how much a pair of Pradas cost 

With the ice cream, bottles, and the Häagen-Dazs 

Somebody getting robbed while the song is on 

We just want cheese, yea the parmesan 

I got a bitch at Mickey-D's, she be working at night 

And she gon' let me hit it with pajamas on 

Yea why these niggas think I'm playing with them 

Let the paper hit them 

You be copying, that's plagiarism 

I be laying, sitting, standing on a fucking hater 

Kick him in the face 

Them niggas got me twisted, I ain't saving bitches 

I got Sega Genesis 

And I can play and finish if you want to pay attention 

I'm hoping you wait a second 

I'm broke and I pay the rent 

I don't know how I freaking do it 

I guess I don't really believe in losing 

I've been a winner since I was a little nigga, nigga! 

Hold up, stop 

We was trying to win till they told us stop 

The cops ran in trying to hold up spots 

'Cause we were moving more O's than a donut shop, whoo! 

I'm pissed for now 

I thought I had dreams I could live for now 

They told me there was niggas doing worse than me 

Motherfucker this as good as it's gonna get for now, 'cause 

I ain't got much, but I feel loved 

Just be real love 

Just be real love 

Just be- 

I ain't got much, but I feel loved 

Just be real love 

Just be real love 

Just be- (ya, ya, ya) 

And I'm feeling way, way up 

And I'm looking way, way up 

And my bitches way, way up 

They miss that ya, ya, ya 

And she want that ya, ya, ya 

And I got that ya, ya, ya 

And we on that ya, ya, ya 

'said I'm feeling way, way up 

And I'm looking way, way up 

And my bitches way, way up 

They miss that ya, ya, ya 

And she want that ya, ya, ya 

And I got that ya, ya, ya 

And we on that ya, ya, ya 

'said I'm feeling way, way up 

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