Isis (Feat. Logic)
Joyner Lucas
3:57Ah-yeah, ask 'em what they call me I'm the one that paid it for ya hoes ain't get shit all day Fuck with me the long way, fuck with me the long way And this is a one way street, bitch, you're going down the wrong way Hold up, hold up, hold up, damn, fuck with me the long way Ain't nobody wanna get robbed today better get me a goddam job today I need food, bread, bitches, head, watch, rent, cars today I need bullets, clips, guns, shit somebody gon' meet God today 'Cause I never had money (money, money, money, money, ah-yeah) Can't take nothin' from me (money, money, money, money, ah-yeah) People take me to jail, I do time, she said, "Choose ya man with two sides) Fuck your coup de villa, I want a drop top, they wanna shoot to kill with two nines' Niggas wanna fold me up like futons Tryna make a bed to sleep, I'm too kind Ain't no wanna Pistol Pete, I beat pistols pieces, paint pictures piece two times Fucked up and missed the beat she's like hold up Niggas better bow down Plenty bitches and I never get tied down Either fuck with me either long or ya die now Man this is for all my niggas locked down On that young shit but don't trip I swear to God I never forget, how much colder is it gon get? Fuck my nose is bloody (bloody, bloody, blood, bloody, ah-ah-yeah) Can't take nothin' from me (from me, from me, from me, from me, ah-ah-yeah) Ah-yeah, ask 'em what they call me I'm the one that paid it for ya hoes ain't get shit all day Fuck with me the long way, fuck with me the long way And this is a one way street bitch, you're going down the wrong way Hold up, hold up, hold up, damn, fuck with me the long way Ain't nobody wanna get robbed today, better get me a goddam job today I need food, bread, bitches, head, watch, rent, cars today I need bullets, clips, guns, shit (somebody gon' meet god today) I'm so paranoid, I don't even go out no more Tried so hard to enjoy myself, you don't put in work I do it myself I proved to myself, so crazy I be annoying myself, true to myself Feeling so goddamn sick, I should sample my own shit and then sue myself 'Cause I never had money So maybe I should rob a couple bank sell a fuckin' cigarette Break into your mother place and take Now tell me like fucking everything and leave you there to suffer man I swear these niggas done made me mad, all this talking shit oughta made me laugh Ain't got a work better pay me back, ah-ah-ah (ah-yeah) Ah-yeah, ask 'em what they call me I'm the one that paid it for ya hoes ain't get shit all day Fuck with me the long way, fuck with me the long way And this is a one way street bitch you're going down the wrong way Hold up, hold up, hold up damn, fuck with me the long way Ain't nobody wanna get robbed today better get me a goddam job today I need food, bread, bitches, head, watch, rent, cars today I need bullets, clips, guns, shit somebody gon' meet god today Ah-yeah, ask 'em what they call me? I'm the one that paid it for ya hoes ain't get shit all day Fuck with me the long way, fuck with me the long way And this is a one way street bitch you're going down the wrong way Hold up, hold up, hold up, damn (hold up, damn)