{"id":299670,"created_at":"2023-09-22 05:24:26","updated_at":"2025-07-05 10:34:52","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2023-09-22 05:24:26","original_id":null,"artist_id":22388,"title":"Joyner Lucas - Whats that remix by Colombus Lucas)","slug":"joyner-lucas-whats-that-remix-by-colombus-lucas","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"not a lion in casino but I get my own stake\r\nnever tried to stop a limo cause I need my own break\r\nman I never lost a battle though I never won a medal I been walking like a turtle tryina pull my own weight\r\n\r\nYou could budget all your money but it means you not safe\r\nCoulda joined illuminate doesnt mean you not fake\r\nyou could buy a new buggatti maseratti youre not fooling nobody let us wait until SARS on your tail\r\n\r\nI heard you been to jail but still you cannot write bars\r\nif we honest youre lame, that could give you five stars\r\nlets forget about fame, bout the bitches that came, we just saying so open up your eye balls\r\n\r\nfirewall I got hits you cant bypass -----(bless)\r\nI got all o you bitches on my ass --- \r\nIf I roll and we lit thats a high class ---\r\nso we zol and we spliff and thats my guess\r\n\r\nand if my net doesnt work then we wont connect\r\nthats pocket cash so niggers better talk some facts\r\nI call a taxi to your house and drop a text\r\nI pop a neck so faggots better not relax\r\n\r\nDont put no dirt on my name, get a welcome mat\r\nIm not gon cap, to get me better drop a cheque\r\nI cannot sing how I like, thats an honest fact\r\nI'd rather die on the mike, like Im Malcom X \r\n\r\nniggers hungry and I worry they could do with snacks\r\nthese fools rejects, no laces when your shoes intact\r\nyou should respect, In turn I'll keep my wufs in check\r\nso lose the cap --- or else you'll get a crooked neck\r\n\r\nwe put my jail on fire cause my bars is lit\r\ncome copy this --- a world where you spun with hits\r\ndoes not exist -------- is that why you fucking pissed?\r\nyoure not an asteroid ring youre a narcisist\r\n\r\nya dogs are lame--- yall nigers really soft today\r\nmy dogs are cray --- they kill and let your corpse decay\r\nthe cops will say --- to never let your coffin stay\r\nthats copy paste --- yALL a buncha a toxic waste\r\n\r\nmake no mistake ---- really Im your motherfucking nightmare\r\nShit is getting old and its really growing some white hairs\r\nand its growing mold cant believe its BEEN 89 years\r\nI thought you were told do not kill, DO IT WITH kindness\r\n\r\nLa la la la la\r\nLa la la la la\r\nLa la la la la\r\nI don't even smoke, nigga and I'm\r\nI feel like smoking today\r\nAyy, back in the days, I was nickel and dimin'\r\nThey want my soul, but won't give me a diamond\r\nI want it all, I'ma dig in your pockets\r\nShe wanna fuck me to get in my wallet (whoa)\r\nMy rims are clean, they be sitting in comet\r\nI'm 'bout to count all my commas in private\r\nOur bank account ain't got nothin' in common, nigga (look)\r\nAnd your common sense don't make cents with my commas\r\nIf you got no sense on no commas don't comment\r\nBitch, I'm so wavy, I live on a island\r\nNah, scratch that, I'm floatin' on stars and eatin' some ramen\r\nI'm not from this world, I got houses on comets, I promise\r\nYeah, I been trappin' out the motherfuckin' hallway\r\nNiggas ain't learn, now they gotta learn the hard way\r\nEmpty my clip like John Wayne\r\nNiggas wanna play, they must think it's a broadway\r\nOh, you want beef? That's okay\r\nBitch, it's a wrap, that's word to Chipotle\r\nLock shit down like probate\r\nIn your bitch mouth, that's word to Colgate\r\nI kept the nine up in my momma crib\r\nWas sellin' nickels and dimes, then the Klonopins\r\nI had the juice on my mind, thought I was Radames\r\nI kept some niggas in line, they knew what time it is\r\nI gotta go back to the times when I was packagin'\r\nTryin' to get out the back of the projects where my auntie live\r\nUp in the trap or apartments, couldn't sit back and recline\r\n'Cause up in the back of my mind I knew it was a matter of time before I die\r\nCyborg\r\nNiggas wonder why I got a different color eye for\r\nMy Lord\r\nTerminator Lucas knock a nigga off his high horse\r\nSky born\r\nI'm the type of nigga that honest bitches'll lie for\r\nI'm the type of nigga that all you bitches'll die for\r\nI'm the type of drug that a sober bitch'll get high for\r\nI don't wanna be in no relationship\r\nI don't need no one playing with my head, what's that?\r\nI made too much money last year\r\nUncle Sam took half of my bread, what's that?\r\nI know you really want the 'Rari\r\nBut you had to settle for the 'Vette instead, what's that?\r\nLil bitch stuck in my web, what's that?\r\nDoc said I'm off of my meds, what's that?\r\nLa la la la la\r\nLa la la la la\r\nLa la la la la\r\nLa la la\r\nBecause when I got back and I found out that he'd stolen\r\nLies have gotten all of us into so much trouble","download_count":77,"play_count":13,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":2,"download_count_24_at":"2025-07-05","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/650\/d07\/5c6\/thumb_977224_300_300_0_0_crop.png","status_reason":"published","status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}