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My Escape - Joyner lucas Lyrics

By: Admin | Artist: J joyner lucas | Published: 2024-20-09T08:18:25:00+07:00

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[intro]
yeah
joyner
look
yeah (uh)

[chorus]
i’m the realest one i know, tell them n*ggas not to play, ayy
i got secrets that i’m taking to the grave, ayy
sixteen first time i caught a case
selling crack tryna get the f*ck up out my mama place, ayy
n*ggas trapped, i was plottin’ my escape, ooh
gettin’ high, we was locked in outer sp*ce, ooh
i ain’t perfect, might’ve made a few mistakes
might’ve cheated on my b*tch, but i knew she woulda stayed, ooh, ooh

[verse 1]
look, i’m ill*matic with a street dream
i’m a independеnt one*man street team
told my b*tch keep the dishеs and the sheets clean
i keep the pot full ’cause my son can’t eat steam
i’m just tryna keep my feet clean
snitch n*ggas, they be tryna keep the streets clean
why you n*ggas buy clothes full of cheap seams?
i’ma shoot p*rn for the generic delete scenes
i’ma suffer for the wrongs that i remember
wrong address, the karma get brought to the sender
in a room full of artists, i get brought to the center
shots to the armor sound like a fork in a blender
my money talk, but you don’t want to talk to the lender
my money long, the only thing short is my temper
i drive by the showcase cartin’ a fender
i’m lucky that the law never caught the offender
they tell me i learned everything the hard way, uh
if i make it to the charts it’ll be a long way, yeah
now i look up at the charts and see a entrée
now i look up at the charts and see a parfait
y’all lookin’ in the mirror and see andre
now i look up in the mirror and see nas, jay and dame
or part dame, way before it all changed
way, way before the part where roc*a*fella part ways (uh)
[chorus]
i’m the realest one i know, tell them n*ggas not to play, ayy
i got secrets that i’m taking to the grave, ayy
sixteen first time i caught a case
selling crack tryna get the f*ck up out my mama place, ayy
n*ggas trapped, i was plottin’ my escape, ooh
gettin’ high, we was locked in outer sp*ce, ooh
i ain’t perfect, might’ve made a few mistakes
might’ve cheated on my b*tch, but i knew she woulda stayed, ooh

[verse 2]
i keep the fiends real far from where the pills are
i keep the re*up money far from where the bills are
achieved a lot of goals, the finish line still far
i heard beggars can’t be choosers, but you still are
i can smell it through a motherf*ckin’ sealed jar
i ain’t had no time to cook it, so it’s still raw
thou shall not k!ll, is that a real law?
’cause i k!lled some of them n*ggas, but i wanna k!ll more
or should i get a drill, or hack ’em with a steel saw?
i got low, but the f*ck n*ggas still saw
the beast old, there’s no peace, so it’s still war
you been broke, ten years later and you still poor
i only write raps still ’cause i feel bored
but adhd still made it to the billboard
a lot of y’all were goaltending, but i still scored
and don’t be gettin’ in on sh*t that you ain’t built for
’cause we guerillas, yeah, we the realest, yeah
quick to tell a motherf*cker what the deal is, yeah
oh, you got the juice? don’t spill it, yeah
you gon’ end up like old man quillis, yeah
make a n*gga pay the price, i’ll bill it, yeah
turn a little f*ck n*gga to a spirit, yeah
push a n*gga wig back, i’ll peel it, yeah
make lunch out a ho with a sk!llet, yeah (uh)
[chorus]
i’m the realest one i know, tell them n*ggas not to play, ayy
i got secrets that i’m taking to the grave, ayy
sixteen first time i caught a case
selling crack tryna get the f*ck up out my mama place, ayy
n*ggas trapped, i was plottin’ my escape, ooh
gettin’ high, we was locked in outer sp*ce, ooh
i ain’t perfect, might’ve made a few mistakes
might’ve cheated on my b*tch, but i knew she woulda stayed, ooh

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