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Nobody Loves Me
Turn me up in the headphone something. (New Joe Budden). Look. . First off let me shout out the fam, y'all so gracious. Been chilling in the room for growth, it's so spacious.
No Competition
Ain't no other girl quite like my type. Hair did, highlights is a highlight, thighs right. No need for a side slide. I might, make her my wife. Though she rendezvous with the night life.
No Idea
Look, I was always told you cant make it make sense dont trust it. So Ill be out the country with the phone off, f-ck it. Grown from when I was dusted.
No Love Lost
Mic check, mic check 1-2 1-2. Made a lot of mishaps, lot of mistakes, lot of missteps. Grown shit though, is when you can recognize that. And I recognize that, and real recognize that.
New Jersey Drive
Once upon a time up in jersey... I think its about that time, yeah i think its about that time... . Let me find out, ya tryna be a bitch, ?. They say lifes a bitch so i got her bent over, im gettin that g spot without a condom on.. and go through the storm with ya'll wasnt born with ya'll so nah i dont get along with ya'll. This is a.k a forty-four ? with ya'll, this an everyday thing thats the norm for us ya'll.. So swing through the hood, doggy, ask for me, bottles or weed ill get you exactly what you need, act stupid tryna blast at me, and thats plans for me, im goin out like its cassidy.. i understand why they be jealous, only dude on the strip puttin curtains on a cls, joey, chuck the name doggy, chuck the fame, any problems we just lift it up. joey..
No Comment
[Intro:]. Uh-ohhhh, uh-oh. Uh-ohhhhhh! That on top, ohh!. Ta-ha, Joey (yeah, shit go hard too). No comment, no comment. Ta-ha, whole bunch of yappin. Jersey! That M.J. bullshit.
My Time
The alternate route is a long one. But ultimately, in the end, it gets you to the same exact destination. Yes sir, the journey's been long. And the wins have been short.
N.b.a. (never Broke Again)
Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin', racked up, no wallet. Keep a bad bitch in my team, I should join the league. NBA, never broke again, never going broke again.
Nba
Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin', racked up, no wallet. Keep a bad bitch in my team, I should join the league. NBA, never broke again, never going broke again.
More Of Me
I give you my all. But it seems like that's not enough. Letting you get more of me. So while the world keep on changing. The one thing remaining is. I keep letting you get more of me.
Make It Thru The Night
This for all my real niggas out there. That never got to see another day. All my niggas out there still in the struggle. And still tryna make it out. This for y'all.
Man Down
Joey. Mic check mic check. It go. . Okay the wait's up, waited up, really don't know where to start. Niggas fresh home want me dead and gone, I'm darin' y'all.
Momma Said
[Hook]. Here we are, all alone. Who gives a fuck about what they say. I'm sure I've heard much worse. People need to worry about them first. People need to learn to mind their business instead of mine.
Make A Deal
Yeah. . Who knew that Lucifer was cutting side deals. I know he's coming for me so I keep my eyes peeled. Although my situation is never really ideal.
Make It Through The Night
This for all my real niggas out there. That never got to see another day. All my niggas out there still in the struggle. And still tryna make it out. This for y'all.
Love For You
Just gotta get these thoughts off real quick. See I'm a thinker, it's like thinking shit. It's when you got. You sittin' there reflectin', thinkin' shit.
Love I'm Good
To my dear dearly departed. Shit's becomin' all that I feared, here's where it started. Seems that nothing's as it appears, swear it's retarded. No wonder I get speared by my peers, yeah I'm a target.
Lower
I tell her, sooner or later this club gon close. And youll be looking for something to do. Shell be looking for somewhere to go. Sooner or later this club gon close.
Long Way To Go
Chorus:. I'm feeling tired and the pain shows. Such a long way to go now. Such a long way to go, gotta be strong by myself now, such a long road.. So, so cold, weaken all my bones,but I gotta work hard just to reach my goal.
Lost Control (freestyle)
Soul as the 70's number man, I can throw a curve underhand. This for the streets, not Summer Jam. This ain't for the fans that wanna hear pop and snap.
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