Dead faces keep my money in a body bag
Letting the silence loom joey started his attack
We got joey bada$$ and man, he'll soon be a star,
Still knock them out the park like a fucking tow car
Her boyfriend joey emerges from the christmas tree he’s finished recording.
So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin
His wifey fuck with me and really he don't understand
She was trapped like a cash strapped gambler, joey finally snapped…
Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack
Cause i'm kinda doing this badass crap!
Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh
Lemme spark it off unorthodox, joey bada$$,
No badass here, just a slacking rat racing queer.
She seem a little brave, but i sense the fear
Did hip-hop create a monster, or have i always been this badass?/
I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have
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