Joyner Lucas - Look Alive (Remix)

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  • Published: 04 March 2018
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  • Barry Price
    Barry Price  6 hours back

    O God help me survive this bomb dropped by Joyner

    • Maverick 1
      Maverick 1  16 hours back

      This man makes the rappers songs better than anyone you are fuckin great man

      • Nate Scroggins
        Nate Scroggins  1 days back

        Do
        You
        Know
        Who
        The
        Prettiest
        Person
        In
        The
        World
        Is
        (Look at the 2nd word)

        • Irmantas Mizeras
          Irmantas Mizeras  1 days back

          Is joyner lucas part of the cult?

          • Meme cult 278
            Meme cult 278  2 days back

            “I been sent here from Illuminati. Evil scriptions written on my body, me and satan pull up in a red Ferrari” 0:16. ❗️❗️❗️🤫🤫😯

            • Michael Lenzo
              Michael Lenzo  2 days back

              I'm pretty sure I've never heard the original with the upmost respect this lyrical slaughter is amazing
              Putting 508 everywhere

              • Luis Rodriguez
                Luis Rodriguez  3 days back

                🔥🔥🔥🔥

                • Killusion Rebirth KR420 Music

                  The cover art/video is fire 🔥

                  • christine thibodeau
                    christine thibodeau  3 days back

                    🔥 🔥 🔥

                    • SH4U NotNice
                      SH4U NotNice  4 days back

                      Intro]
                      All you a lie
                      Nigga, I ain't ever been a "yes" man
                      All you gonna die, you can get murdered on webcam
                      I don't get tired; sweat through a headband
                      You might look alive, that's 'cause you don't really know you a dead man

                      [Verse 1]
                      This is God's plan, someone stop me
                      I've been sent here from Illuminati
                      Evil scriptures written on my body
                      Me and Satan pull up in a red Ferrari
                      Don't be tryin' to put your fuckin' arm around me
                      44 shots traumatizin' from the .45, hit 44 more
                      Carbon copies say you kamikazes
                      That's for e'rybody
                      Mama, Poppy
                      Sister, Brother, Cousin, Uncle, Auntie
                      This is not Versace, this is hot hibachi
                      This is Hiroshima, this is Nagasaki
                      I'm Mahatma Gandhi, a fuckin' humanoid Anunnaki
                      With plenty hammers when I'm ridin' shotty
                      Better use your manners when you talk about me
                      Ain't too hard to find me
                      I've been killin' niggas, still ain't nothin' left though
                      Joyner Lucas sicker than a strep throat
                      Spanish bitch that wanna give me besos
                      They must've forgot I was next up
                      Speed out your crib right after I clean out your shit and then put All of your fuckin' money in a escrow
                      Fuck what you sayin', I'm not the one that you play with
                      I think they really mistaken, I wasn't next up?
                      You thought wrong and you all gone, all done
                      I just might bring back Don Juan, I just might bring back Sean John
                      Tell P Diddy that I'm on one
                      I'ma beat it down with a Du-Rag
                      Pussy ate out, that's a PopCon
                      If I don't fuck with you, that's too bad (God damn)
                      Ho, you played out like the thong song
                      Ain't no bygones bein' bygones
                      I should murder niggas when I buy guns
                      Ho, you get stretched like Nylon
                      This is my band, I'm Dylon
                      All I wanna do is just drop bombs
                      On you cheerleadin' niggas with the pom-poms
                      My Jamaica bitch got socks on
                      Every time I hit it she be like, "wagwan"
                      Peter Piper picked a pepper, and I picked the pressure
                      Pick a fight, I pick a side, I put you on a stretcher
                      Peter Piper picked up a nine, I put it together
                      Started poppin' at the people, they 'bout to meet the Beretta
                      Better meet the metal, I'ma need a Fujita to measure
                      Put you deeper than what's deeper the sea or the desert
                      I've been schemin' while I'm creepin', like fifty feet to the Jetta
                      Niggas speed and hit the pedal, I put my feet in the metal
                      God damn!


                      [Chorus]
                      508 all on my side, they gon' ride, they gon' ride
                      Nigga, this a homicide, oh my god, oh my god
                      I said I was gon' retire, bitch I lied, bitch I lied
                      I ain't got no fuckin' job, this my life, this my, wait—

                      [Verse 2]
                      All of y'all wishy and washy
                      All y'all my kids in a car seat
                      I take my dime to hibachi, we do 69 like Tekashi
                      Lyin' in the sand, too much time in your hands
                      I think I need to find you a hobby
                      God got a plan, hope that God hold your hand
                      I think I'm 'bout to catch me a body!
                      Tell all my teachers that I said I'm back on my G shit
                      And I'm comin' back to get even
                      I went on tour and got paid, now I'm back in the region
                      I let off this mac for no reason
                      You are now witnessin' greatness
                      I'm practically preachin' and this is the passion of Jesus
                      And all you basic motherfuckas are lackin' achievement
                      And I've just been laughin' and geekin'
                      Back to business, I got mad intentions
                      I ain't perfect, I done made some bad decisions
                      But it's competition, I'm a savage winnin'
                      You can have the digits, I'm a mathematician
                      I don't see you niggas, I've been lackin' vision
                      You've been actin' different, I've been actin' distant
                      I'ma do some shit to bring me mad attention
                      You gon' do some shit that send me back to prison, whoa!
                      This is uncomfortable, you just keep puttin' your feet in a fire
                      I think my gun got a crush on you, boy
                      You 'bout to meet your secret admirer
                      How you do shit you don't wanna do?
                      I do that shit just to keep me inspired
                      I used to hit it and leave when I wanted to
                      Now I hit it and be sleepin' aside her, woo
                      Roll up on 'em when I pull up on 'em
                      Put that motherfuckin' smoke up on 'em with that holy water
                      Joyner Lucas, I'm a holy mona leader motor runnin'
                      Man, too many niggas know about it, but I thought about it
                      Prayed about it to the Lord about it in the mornin', but I gotta show 'em what it's all about and I'ma call 'em out
                      I ain't that nigga you could talk about, you better calm it down
                      Don't be tryna give me the runaround, I'ma shut 'em down god damn, wait

                      [Chorus]
                      508 all on my side, they gon' ride, they gon' ride
                      Nigga this a homicide, oh my god, oh my god
                      I said I was gon' retire, bitch I lied, bitch I lied
                      I ain't got no fuckin' job, this my life, this my

                      [Verse 3]
                      This is God's plan, someone stop me
                      I was sent here from Illuminati
                      Evil scriptures written on my body
                      Me and Satan pull up in a red Buggati
                      Don't be tryna put your fuckin' arm around me
                      Bring the drama, it ain't hard to find me
                      This a lucid dream, this a out-of-body
                      UFO flyin' while I'm ridin' shotty
                      I'm a ninja, pull up on a Kawasaki
                      187 on the cops behind me
                      This is Hiroshima, this is Nagasaki
                      I'm Mahatma Gandhi in a Maserati, god damn
                      Now call me Papi
                      Plenty hammers when I'm ridin' shotty
                      Better use your manners when you talk about me
                      It ain't hard to find me, motherfucker
                      My name Joyner

                      • Marouane Nadir
                        Marouane Nadir  4 days back

                        better than the originals

                        • Louis Johnson
                          Louis Johnson  5 days back

                          Joyner is the best rapper alive omg omg

                          • Jewish Prospect
                            Jewish Prospect  5 days back

                            TAY KEITH

                            • Gacha LilQ
                              Gacha LilQ  6 days back

                              Drake, just give this song to this man right here, it’s not like it’s urs anymore

                              • Jacinta Nyambura
                                Jacinta Nyambura  6 days back

                                Joyner 1day I'm coming america to meet you, I'm ur biggest fam from Kenya

                                • Russet Degado
                                  Russet Degado  1 weeks back

                                  Peper piper pick u- Pep- PETER PIPER- Way to many napkins..

                                  • Russet Degado
                                    Russet Degado  6 days back

                                    Peper pip- pep- Peper pipeee- CANT DO IT!

                                  • Fiaz Shah
                                    Fiaz Shah  6 days back

                                    Peter Parker purple put you in a bit of a pickle set up iTunes overdue baby www.peterborough.gov.uk sensitivity Peter Piper Picked pepper but you will appreciate because had a bit fed up during the gym

                                • Siphesihle Mthethwa
                                  Siphesihle Mthethwa  1 weeks back

                                  Fuck u joyner

                                  • The Expert Noob
                                    The Expert Noob  1 weeks back

                                    I like Joyner but why does he have to start beef with everyone?😂

                                    • MR GAMING
                                      MR GAMING  6 days back

                                      The Expert Noob cuz nobody exept em can go at him

                                  • Dan Diamond
                                    Dan Diamond  1 weeks back

                                    Features I need to see with Joyner Lucas:
                                    Lady Leshurr
                                    Eminem
                                    Kendrick Lamar
                                    J Cole


                                    Am I missing anyone else? :-)

                                    • Apollo Mcfly
                                      Apollo Mcfly  1 weeks back

                                      Dude already got a song with eminem

                                  • SuperFernandez16
                                    SuperFernandez16  1 weeks back

                                    SPOTIFY’S CALLING JOYNER🔥🔥

                                    • Emanuel Cruz-Lopez
                                      Emanuel Cruz-Lopez  1 weeks back

                                      He's a rap god

                                      • Blake Abbott
                                        Blake Abbott  1 weeks back

                                        All you a lie
Nigga, I ain't ever been a "yes" man
All you gonna die, you can get murdered on webcam
I don't get tired; sweat through a headband
You might look alive, that's 'cause you don't really know you a dead man

[Verse 1]
This is God's plan, someone stop me
I've been sent here from Illuminati
Evil scriptures written on my body
Me and Satan pull up in a red Ferrari
Don't be tryin' to put your fuckin' arm around me
44 shots traumatizin' from the .45, hit 44 more
Carbon copies say you kamikazes
That's for e'rybody
Mama, Poppy
Sister, Brother, Cousin, Uncle, Auntie
This is not Versace, this is hot hibachi
This is Hiroshima, this is Nagasaki
I'm Mahatma Gandhi, a fuckin' humanoid Anunnaki
With plenty hammers when I'm ridin' shotty
Better use your manners when you talk about me
Ain't too hard to find me
I've been killin' niggas, still ain't nothin' left though
Joyner Lucas sicker than a strep throat
Spanish bitch that wanna give me besos
They must've forgot I was next up
Speed out your crib right after I clean out your shit and then put All of your fuckin' money in a escrow
Fuck what you sayin', I'm not the one that you play with
I think they really mistaken, I wasn't next up?
You thought wrong and you all gone, all done
I just might bring back Don Juan, I just might bring back Sean John
Tell P Diddy that I'm on one
I'ma beat it down with a Du-Rag
Pussy ate out, that's a PopCon
If I don't fuck with you, that's too bad (God damn)
Ho, you played out like the thong song
Ain't no bygones bein' bygones
I should murder niggas when I buy guns
Ho, you get stretched like Nylon
This is my band, I'm Dylon
All I wanna do is just drop bombs
On you cheerleadin' niggas with the pom-poms
My Jamaica bitch got socks on
Every time I hit it she be like, "wagwan"
Peter Piper picked a pepper, and I picked the pressure
Pick a fight, I pick a side, I put you on a stretcher
Peter Piper picked up a nine, I put it together
Started poppin' at the people, they 'bout to meet the Beretta
Better meet the metal, I'ma need a Fujita to measure
Put you deeper than what's deeper the sea or the desert
I've been schemin' while I'm creepin', like fifty feet to the Jetta
Niggas speed and hit the pedal, I put my feet in the metal
God damn!
508 all on my side, they gon' ride, they gon' ride
Nigga, this a homicide, oh my god, oh my god
I said I was gon' retire, bitch I lied, bitch I lied
I ain't got no fuckin' job, this my life, this my, wait—

[Verse 2]
All of y'all wishy and washy
All y'all my kids in a car seat
I take my dime to hibachi, we do 69 like Tekashi
Lyin' in the sand, too much time in your hands
I think I need to find you a hobby
God got a plan, hope that God hold your hand
I think I'm 'bout to catch me a body!
Tell all my teachers that I said I'm back on my G shit
And I'm comin' back to get even
I went on tour and got paid, now I'm back in the region
I let off this mac for no reason
You are now witnessin' greatness
I'm practically preachin' and this is the passion of Jesus
And all you basic motherfuckas are lackin' achievement
And I've just been laughin' and geekin'
Back to business, I got mad intentions
I ain't perfect, I done made some bad decisions
But it's competition, I'm a savage winnin'
You can have the digits, I'm a mathematician
I don't see you niggas, I've been lackin' vision
You've been actin' different, I've been actin' distant
I'ma do some shit to bring me mad attention
You gon' do some shit that send me back to prison, whoa!
This is uncomfortable, you just keep puttin' your feet in a fire
I think my gun got a crush on you, boy
You 'bout to meet your secret admirer
How you do shit you don't wanna do?
I do that shit just to keep me inspired
I used to hit it and leave when I wanted to
Now I hit it and be sleepin' aside her, woo
Roll up on 'em when I pull up on 'em
Put that motherfuckin' smoke up on 'em with that holy water
Joyner Lucas, I'm a holy mona leader motor runnin'
Man, too many niggas know about it, but I thought about it
Prayed about it to the Lord about it in the mornin', but I gotta show 'em what it's all about and I'ma call 'em out
I ain't that nigga you could talk about, you better calm it down
Don't be tryna give me the runaround, I'ma shut 'em down god damn, wait
508 all on my side, they gon' ride, they gon' ride
Nigga this a homicide, oh my god, oh my god
I said I was gon' retire, bitch I lied, bitch I lied
I ain't got no fuckin' job, this my life, this my

[Verse 3]
This is God's plan, someone stop me
I was sent here from Illuminati
Evil scriptures written on my body
Me and Satan pull up in a red Buggati
Don't be tryna put your fuckin' arm around me
Bring the drama, it ain't hard to find me
This a lucid dream, this a out-of-body
UFO flyin' while I'm ridin' shotty
I'm a ninja, pull up on a Kawasaki
187 on the cops behind me
This is Hiroshima, this is Nagasaki
I'm Mahatma Gandhi in a Maserati, god damn
Now call me Papi
Plenty hammers when I'm ridin' shotty
Better use your manners when you talk about me
It ain't hard to find me, motherfucker
My name Joyner

                                        • My Business
                                          My Business  1 weeks back

                                          FUCK.......I can’t find it on iTunes

                                          • big joe
                                            big joe  1 weeks back

                                            Drake:why did you steal my beat

                                            Joyner Lucas:look alive🍵

                                            • Ridwan Baharuddin
                                              Ridwan Baharuddin  1 weeks back

                                              [Intro]
                                              All you a lie
                                              Nigga, I ain't ever been a "yes" man
                                              All you gonna die, you can get murdered on webcam
                                              I don't get tired; sweat through a headband
                                              You might look alive, that's 'cause you don't really know you a dead man

                                              [Verse 1]
                                              This is God's plan, someone stop me
                                              I've been sent here from Illuminati
                                              Evil scriptures written on my body
                                              Me and Satan pull up in a red Ferrari
                                              Don't be tryin' to put your fuckin' arm around me
                                              44 shots traumatizin' from the .45, hit 44 more
                                              Carbon copies say you kamikazes
                                              That's for e'rybody
                                              Mama, Poppy
                                              Sister, Brother, Cousin, Uncle, Auntie
                                              This is not Versace, this is hot hibachi
                                              This is Hiroshima, this is Nagasaki
                                              I'm Mahatma Gandhi, a fuckin' humanoid Anunnaki
                                              With plenty hammers when I'm ridin' shotty
                                              Better use your manners when you talk about me
                                              Ain't too hard to find me
                                              I've been killin' niggas, still ain't nothin' left though
                                              Joyner Lucas sicker than a strep throat
                                              Spanish bitch that wanna give me besos
                                              They must've forgot I was next up
                                              Speed out your crib right after I clean out your shit and then put All of your fuckin' money in a escrow
                                              Fuck what you sayin', I'm not the one that you play with
                                              I think they really mistaken, I wasn't next up?
                                              You thought wrong and you all gone, all done
                                              I just might bring back Don Juan, I just might bring back Sean John
                                              Tell P Diddy that I'm on one
                                              I'ma beat it down with a Du-Rag
                                              Pussy ate out, that's a PopCon
                                              If I don't fuck with you, that's too bad (God damn)
                                              Ho, you played out like the thong song
                                              Ain't no bygones bein' bygones
                                              I should murder niggas when I buy guns
                                              Ho, you get stretched like Nylon
                                              This is my band, I'm Dylon
                                              All I wanna do is just drop bombs
                                              On you cheerleadin' niggas with the pom-poms
                                              My Jamaica bitch got socks on
                                              Every time I hit it she be like, "wagwan"
                                              Peter Piper picked a pepper, and I picked the pressure
                                              Pick a fight, I pick a side, I put you on a stretcher
                                              Peter Piper picked up a nine, I put it together
                                              Started poppin' at the people, they 'bout to meet the Beretta
                                              Better meet the metal, I'ma need a Fujita to measure
                                              Put you deeper than what's deeper the sea or the desert
                                              I've been schemin' while I'm creepin', like fifty feet to the Jetta
                                              Niggas speed and hit the pedal, I put my feet in the metal
                                              God damn!

                                              [Chorus]
                                              508 all on my side, they gon' ride, they gon' ride
                                              Nigga, this a homicide, oh my god, oh my god
                                              I said I was gon' retire, bitch I lied, bitch I lied
                                              I ain't got no fuckin' job, this my life, this my, wait—

                                              [Verse 2]
                                              All of y'all wishy and washy
                                              All y'all my kids in a car seat
                                              I take my dime to hibachi, we do 69 like Tekashi
                                              Lyin' in the sand, too much time in your hands
                                              I think I need to find you a hobby
                                              God got a plan, hope that God hold your hand
                                              I think I'm 'bout to catch me a body!
                                              Tell all my teachers that I said I'm back on my G shit
                                              And I'm comin' back to get even
                                              I went on tour and got paid, now I'm back in the region
                                              I let off this mac for no reason
                                              You are now witnessin' greatness
                                              I'm practically preachin' and this is the passion of Jesus
                                              And all you basic motherfuckas are lackin' achievement
                                              And I've just been laughin' and geekin'
                                              Back to business, I got mad intentions
                                              I ain't perfect, I done made some bad decisions
                                              But it's competition, I'm a savage winnin'
                                              You can have the digits, I'm a mathematician
                                              I don't see you niggas, I've been lackin' vision
                                              You've been actin' different, I've been actin' distant
                                              I'ma do some shit to bring me mad attention
                                              You gon' do some shit that send me back to prison, whoa!
                                              This is uncomfortable, you just keep puttin' your feet in a fire
                                              I think my gun got a crush on you, boy
                                              You 'bout to meet your secret admirer
                                              How you do shit you don't wanna do?
                                              I do that shit just to keep me inspired
                                              I used to hit it and leave when I wanted to
                                              Now I hit it and be sleepin' aside her, woo
                                              Roll up on 'em when I pull up on 'em
                                              Put that motherfuckin' smoke up on 'em with that holy water
                                              Joyner Lucas, I'm a holy mona leader motor runnin'
                                              Man, too many niggas know about it, but I thought about it
                                              Prayed about it to the Lord about it in the mornin', but I gotta show 'em what it's all about and I'ma call 'em out
                                              I ain't that nigga you could talk about, you better calm it down
                                              Don't be tryna give me the runaround, I'ma shut 'em down god damn, wait

                                              [Chorus]
                                              508 all on my side, they gon' ride, they gon' ride
                                              Nigga this a homicide, oh my god, oh my god
                                              I said I was gon' retire, bitch I lied, bitch I lied
                                              I ain't got no fuckin' job, this my life, this my

                                              [Verse 3]
                                              This is God's plan, someone stop me
                                              I was sent here from Illuminati
                                              Evil scriptures written on my body
                                              Me and Satan pull up in a red Buggati
                                              Don't be tryna put your fuckin' arm around me
                                              Bring the drama, it ain't hard to find me
                                              This a lucid dream, this a out-of-body
                                              UFO flyin' while I'm ridin' shotty
                                              I'm a ninja, pull up on a Kawasaki
                                              187 on the cops behind me
                                              This is Hiroshima, this is Nagasaki
                                              I'm Mahatma Gandhi in a Maserati, god damn
                                              Now call me Papi
                                              Plenty hammers when I'm ridin' shotty
                                              Better use your manners when you talk about me
                                              It ain't hard to find me, motherfucker
                                              My name Joyner

                                              • Ridwan Baharuddin
                                                Ridwan Baharuddin  1 weeks back

                                                Yo joyner . Here's a request from a big fan of yours . Please do a remix of that Sicko Mode shit . Kill that shit man please .

                                                • MR GAMING
                                                  MR GAMING  6 days back

                                                  Ridwan Baharuddin ye that shit would be dope

                                              • Jass
                                                Jass  1 weeks back

                                                you know when he remixes ur song, it's not ur song any more

                                                • Sacred Assault
                                                  Sacred Assault  1 weeks back

                                                  Joyner why you gotta do Drake like that 😂

                                                  • Gamer La-Jiah 13
                                                    Gamer La-Jiah 13  1 weeks back

                                                    508 on his side we gone ride we gone ride nigga this a homicide

                                                    • Slimey Boy
                                                      Slimey Boy  2 weeks back

                                                      This shit ass

                                                    • Brady Wallace
                                                      Brady Wallace  2 weeks back

                                                      I listened to this in a forest




                                                      It became the great michigan fire (0-0)

                                                    • Saskeru
                                                      Saskeru  2 weeks back

                                                      Was that Mahatma Gandhi line a Civilization reference?

                                                      • AKG Panda
                                                        AKG Panda  2 weeks back

                                                        No one:



                                                        Joyner Lucas: fjjfnskdofnkwbdkwbdjdbrkfbksbdkfnd

                                                        • FPS Elwin
                                                          FPS Elwin  2 weeks back

                                                          Drake? Who dat? Oh he a rapper? Well he can’t compete to a god

                                                          • BTG, Flamingo, and Albertsstuff fan

                                                            WOW, Blocboy JB and Drake remixed this beat? It's still Joyner's song though.

                                                            • Endie Gaming
                                                              Endie Gaming  2 weeks back

                                                              His speed doesn’t match the speed of the beat which does not make it sound good

                                                              • SHR GAMING TV
                                                                SHR GAMING TV  2 weeks back

                                                                This shouldn’t be called Look Alive





                                                                It should be called Look Mutant

                                                                • Felicia Holcomb
                                                                  Felicia Holcomb  2 weeks back

                                                                  The day Joyner Lucas stops talking is the day I DIE

                                                                  • Be Amazing always
                                                                    Be Amazing always  2 weeks back

                                                                    "Peter Piper picked up a nine and put it together started poppin at the people they bout to meet the Baretta"🔥🔥🔥🔥

                                                                    • RG_gaming
                                                                      RG_gaming  2 weeks back

                                                                      " I've been sent here from illuminati
                                                                      Evil scriptures written on my body
                                                                      Me Satan pull up in a red Bugatti" 😶

                                                                      • Justin Schapiro
                                                                        Justin Schapiro  2 weeks back

                                                                        2019 Anyone?

                                                                        • Trivette Popper
                                                                          Trivette Popper  2 weeks back

                                                                          All you a lie
                                                                          Nigga, I ain't ever been a "yes" man
                                                                          All you gonna die, you can get murdered on webcam
                                                                          I don't get tired; sweat through a headband
                                                                          You might look alive, that's 'cause you don't really know you a dead man

                                                                          This is God's plan, someone stop me
                                                                          I've been sent here from Illuminati
                                                                          Evil scriptures written on my body
                                                                          Me and Satan pull up in a red Ferrari
                                                                          Don't be trying to put your fucking arm around me
                                                                          44 shots traumatize in front of 45 hit 44 more
                                                                          Carbon copies say you kamikazes
                                                                          That's for e'rybody
                                                                          Mama, Poppy
                                                                          Sister, Brother, Cousin, Uncle, Auntie
                                                                          This is not Versace, this is hot hibachi
                                                                          This is Hiroshima, this is Nagasaki
                                                                          I'm Mahatma Gandhi, a fucking humanoid Anunnaki
                                                                          With plenty hammers when I'm riding shotty
                                                                          Better use your manners when you talk about me
                                                                          Ain't too hard to find me
                                                                          I've been killing niggas, still ain't nothin' left though
                                                                          Joyner Lucas sicker than a strep throat
                                                                          Spanish bitch that wanna give me besos
                                                                          They must've forgot I was next up
                                                                          Speed out your crib right after I clean out your shit and then put all of your fucking money in a escrow
                                                                          Fuck what you saying, I'm not the one that you play with
                                                                          I think they really mistaken, I wasn't next up?
                                                                          You thought wrong and you all gone, all done
                                                                          I just might bring back Don Juan, I just might bring back Sean Don
                                                                          Tell P Diddy that I'm on one
                                                                          I'ma be the down with a Du-Rag
                                                                          Pussy ate out, that's a PopCon
                                                                          If I don't fuck with you, that's too bad (god damn)
                                                                          Hoe, you played out like the dansant
                                                                          Ain't no bygones being bygones
                                                                          I should murder niggas when I buy guns
                                                                          Hoe, you get stretched like Nylon
                                                                          This is my band, I'm Dylon
                                                                          All I wanna do is just drop bombs on you cheerleadin' niggas with the pom-poms
                                                                          My Jamaica bitch got socks on, every time I hit it she be like, "Wagwan"
                                                                          Peter Piper picked a pepper, and I put the pressure
                                                                          Pick a fight, I pick a side, I put you on a stretcher
                                                                          Peter Piper picked up a nine, I put it together
                                                                          Started poppin' at the people, they 'bout to meet the Beretta
                                                                          Better meet the metal, I'm in need of a heat of a measure
                                                                          Put you deeper than what's deep of the sea of the desert
                                                                          I've been scheming while I'm creeping, like fifty feet to the Jetta
                                                                          Niggas speed and hit the pedal, put my feet in the metal, god damn!

                                                                          508 all on my side, they gon' ride, they gon' ride
                                                                          Nigga, this a homicide, oh my god, oh my god
                                                                          I said I was gon' retire, bitch I lied, bitch I lied
                                                                          I ain't got no fucking job, this my life, this my, wait—

                                                                          All of y'all wishy and washy
                                                                          All y'all my kids in a car seat
                                                                          I take my dime to hibachi, we do 69 like Tekashi
                                                                          Lyin' in the sand, too much time in your hands, I think I need to find you a hobby
                                                                          God got a plan, hope that God hold your hand, I think I'm 'bout to catch me a body!
                                                                          Tell all my teachers that I said I'm back on my G shit and I'm coming back to get even
                                                                          I went on tour and got paid, now I'm back in the region, I let off this mac for no reason
                                                                          You are now witnessing greatness, I'm practically preaching and this is the passion of Jesus
                                                                          And all you basic motherfuckas are lacking achievement, and I've just been laughing and geekin'
                                                                          Back to business, I got mad intentions, I ain't perfect, I made some bad decisions
                                                                          But it's competition, I'm a savage winning
                                                                          You can have the digits, I'm a mathematician
                                                                          I don't see you niggas, I've been lacking vision
                                                                          You've been acting different, I've been acting distant
                                                                          I'ma do some shit to bring me mad attention
                                                                          You gon' do some shit that send me back to prison, whoa!
                                                                          This is uncomfortable, you just keep putting your feet in a fire
                                                                          I think my gun got a crush on you, boy, you 'bout to meet your secret admirer
                                                                          How you do shit you don't wanna do? I do that shit just to keep me inspired
                                                                          I used to hit it and leave when I wanted to, now I hit it and be sleepin' inside her, woo
                                                                          Roll up on 'em when I pull up on 'em, put that motherfucking smoke up on 'em with that holy water
                                                                          Joyner Lucas, I'm a holy mona [?] leader motor runnin'
                                                                          Man, too many niggas know about it, but I thought about it
                                                                          Prayed about it to the Lord about it in the morning, but I gotta show 'em what it's all about and I'ma call 'em out
                                                                          I ain't that nigga you could talk about, you better calm it down
                                                                          Don't be tryna give me the run around, I'll shut 'em down god damn, wait

                                                                          508 all on my side, they gon' ride, they gon' ride
                                                                          Nigga this a homicide, oh my god, oh my god
                                                                          I said I was gon' retire, bitch I lied, bitch I lied
                                                                          I ain't got no fucking job, this my life, this my

                                                                          This is God's plan, someone stop me
                                                                          I was sent here from Illuminati
                                                                          Evil scriptures written on my body
                                                                          Me and Satan pull up in a red Buggati
                                                                          Don't be tryna put your fucking arm around me
                                                                          Bring the drama, it ain't hard to find me
                                                                          This a lucid dream, this a out-of-body
                                                                          UFO flying while I'm riding shotty
                                                                          I'm a ninja, pull up on a Kawasaki
                                                                          187 on the cops behind me
                                                                          This is Hiroshima, this is Nagasaki
                                                                          I'm Mahatma Gandhi in a Maserati, god damn
                                                                          Now call me Papi
                                                                          Plenty hammers wanna ride on shotty
                                                                          Better use your manners when you talk about me
                                                                          It ain't hard to find me, motherfucker
                                                                          My name Joyner

                                                                          • Mythic Plays
                                                                            Mythic Plays  2 weeks back

                                                                            🙏🏾

                                                                            • 415chinawhite
                                                                              415chinawhite  2 weeks back

                                                                              FIRE!!!!

                                                                              • Justin Denson
                                                                                Justin Denson  2 weeks back

                                                                                Wish this was on Spotify

                                                                                • The_Super
                                                                                  The_Super  2 weeks back

                                                                                  Joyner and Royce 😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱

                                                                                  • The_Super
                                                                                    The_Super  2 weeks back

                                                                                    Everybody gonna talk shit but I don't give a fuck. Joyner and Yelawolf would be stupid badass!!

                                                                                    • FroggyPonds 69
                                                                                      FroggyPonds 69  2 weeks back

                                                                                      I remember listening to this before 1 million views. Everyone slept on Joyner for soooooooo long. I’m glad he’s getting some of the recognition he deserves. This is real rap.