The Way That I Am
Joyner Lucas
3:27Nephew, you're talking to Snoop Dogg I need you to show these motherfuckers how it's done, loco Show these bitch niggas what this ADHD 2 shit is all about You understand me? Show these motherfuckers, Jordan What you playing for? Let's go Ain't no medicine can save me, nigga, I'm too far gone My brain too fucked, I'm coming like woo No turning back, gotta get to where I'm going My ADHD keep jumping like woo Shit that I lived, they'll never understand You can never be me, we ain't nothing like woo Came a long way from the bottomless pit Now look at me, bitch, I'm stunting like woo Got a little bitch nigga sour I'll probably go to jail 'fore I ever be a coward I'll probably be dead 'fore I ever get flowers I might take that 'fore I ever be honored And try to be something that the industry proud of The niggas wasn't giving me nada And now the blick on me if he ever need drama No vest on me like I never seen karma The way I was raised, I knew I'd forever be a problem Never got the love that I needed at home I was misunderstood, shit turned me to a monster Dad always letting me down But my step-pops raised me and showed me I never need a father And now a nigga rich, so it'll be a cold day in hell 'Fore this bitch nigga ever get a dollar And I ain't got love for nobody give a fuck about me I'm a self-made nigga, you ain't up without me Ain't too many motherfuckers I trust around me I done been through the storm, ain't nothing I ain't seen Lot of niggas thought I'd give up and not me Told a nigga, "You swing one duck and I'll weave" While my homie's drink with a cup of Ali I'm a felon, gotta ride 'til the wheels fall off I'll fuck a bad bitch 'til her heels fall off You a dog, I'll get your whole tail sawed off And your head chopped off, I'm a real lost cause I'm real fucked up, I'm still caught off Ain't no pellet gun, this a real sawed-off I've been waiting for a nigga tryna pop something off Hit a nigga in the back, that's a real raw dog like, "Pause" Niggas still showing off Too much time on your hands 'til your hands growing off I got money in the bank, got deals going off I can sell my catalog, but I'm still holding off Got crabs pulling on me and they still holding on Lot of niggas did me dirty and they still want a bond Give my hand to a nigga and he still want a arm Wanna write diss tracks, but he still want a song What the fuck? Look I ain't never sleeping, I'm up early, been depressed Came from the bottom where we could see a homicide Like every week, get the heat up under the dresser Thinking one day I'ma see it better Hate the poverty, if I could be wealthy, would never settle When I grow up, then I'm hoping I'm never seeing a stretcher Mama working out a flat, she was tryna keep it together If I ever make it, I wanna change it and make a difference And get it in and take all the problems that we've been living in And throw it all away so we never live in this shit again And maybe the niggas would've told me I need a Ritalin A medicine or anything that'll make me upset again Or put me in a school with the troublemakers Who tripping and would start a shit again Tryna bully me 'cause I'm different And my ADHD had 'em thinking that I was living in my head again Shit Ooh, wee Ya dig? You don't have to pretend, baby I know it gets hard Looking around, you start to think "Maybe this isn't what I wanted" But you have to keep going Keep moving on And don't you ever look back Don't you ever look back