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Joyner Lucas

Ramen & OJ

 

Ramen & OJ


I got some needs, I need the money like I need to breathe
I need the hunnids, a lotta
I tell that lil' bitch I'm out of her league, out of her league
Yeah, Joyner
Joyner, Joyner, Joyner

I got some needs, I need the money like I need to breathe
I needs some hunnids, and I need to scheme
I need the W by any means, yada-da
Yada I mean, tell that lil' bitch that I'm outta her league
Enough is enough, and I think I'm allergic to suckers
You niggas keep making me sneeze
Did them off of blood and I'm making them bleed
You try to run and I'm breaking your knees
I made 'em fall like I'm raking the leaves
You know I ball like I play for the league
I mean what I say and I say what I mean
I ain't no joke, we ain't making no memes
If I pull up on 'em, I'm making a scene
Bo-bo-bo, then I'm making them scream
Straight from the bricks, I need a lick
I dreamed about it since I was a jit
Nigga, I'm lit, I cannot miss
Came from the bottom and got me a check
Bitch, I'm a threat, I gotta flex
You want the crown but don't know what it takes
I am build different, I'm not what you think
I cannot lose, I go out with a bang
I hope you never say my name in vain
I'm with whatever, just not for no games
I know they say I changed, I cannot say the same
I bet they want me shackled and locked in the chains
I guess that's just what happens with bad news
On my momma, I never been fragile
I'm the wrong one to fuck with, it's taboo
Turn you niggas to R.I.P. tattoos
Still a younging but feel like a OG
Can't forget all this shit that they told me
Tired of niggas thinking that they know me
You gon' turn me back into the old me
You gon' turn me back into a savage
I done did shit you couldn't imagine
Leveled up and then bought me a mansion
I can never go back to a has-been

I can never go back to the old days, no way
Back to walking to work on a cold day
Back to thinking my ex was my soulmate
Back to telling myself, "We'll be okay"
We'll be okay, was surviving off ramen and OJ
Shorty paying the bills, I had no safe
I can never go back to the bottom, to the bottom
Selling drugs, never know when the cops come
Niggas jealous, they wanted to rob us
I was just tryna get me some dollars, couple dollars
Turn my pennies from hundreds to commas
I'm so happy them days are behind us

I ride by different spots, I get flashbacks
I can't get on your level, I'm past that
Watch me run that shit up, I can't go back to nothing, tryna get to the top of the world
My nigga went crazy, walked on his corner and seen someone fucking his girl
Fuck all that spinning block, that's that lil' boy, shit, we catch him, we rocking his world
I let everybody have their fun with me
Never had a woman say she done with me
I was working out on the company
I keep money coming in constantly
My lil' brodie and them be having Runtz for cheap
Tryna get it, I been on the run for weeks
I bet none of you young niggas can come for me
Both of my kids got it honestly
I'm the real deal, all the way, I don't half-step
Gotta do better than last year, that's my motto
Put a switch on the blick, fully auto
Put them thangs on the pain like I'm Rylo
Proud to say that I finally changed up
Why the fuck they keep bringing my name up? 'Cause I'm popping

I can never go back to the old days, no way
Back to walking to work on a cold day
Back to thinking my ex was my soulmate
Back to telling myself, "We'll be okay"
We'll be okay, was surviving off of ramen and OJ
I was paying the bills, I had no safe
I can never go back to the bottom, to the bottom
Selling drugs, never know when the cops come
Niggas jealous, they wanted to rob us
I was just tryna get me some dollars, couple dollars
Turn my pennies from hundreds to commas
I'm so happy them days are behind us

I'm so happy them days are behind me
I'm so happy the paper done found me
I done keep some good niggas around me
I got rid of them niggas who doubt me
Keeping good energy and I'm prayed up
Tunnel vision, they never can phase us
Once you cross me, ain't nothing can save you
Pull that thing out the, it's dangerous
Bitch, I'm dangerous

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