BadLuck - AVGJOE

Right My Wrongs- AVG JOE

Still With Ya

Statements

Wrong Things

Is it too much 
To get a FaceTime 
While I give my pillow some FaceTime 
I mean I been working 
Since the new years resolution 
I aint got time to be chasing after coochie 
Thanking God 
I aint in a institution lized 
I just wanna chant and dance 
Like hallelujah 
But to busy punching the clock 
Wac Arnold 
Busy In the booth spitting hot fire 
Dylon 
Guess its just me myself and I 
On no island 
No need to dry my eyes 
Im not crying 
No need to check the phone 
Im not dialing 
Im just 
Trippin on what I’m missing on 
Ya know 
Its that time of the month 
Spent too much time 
Factime ing with my blunts 
Trying to stack it up 
So a nigha don’t have to stunt 
When I ride by 
Know I bout it O miles off the concrete
Trying to tell them nighas that I’m hungry 
Why they trying to humble me 
Sometimes you got to go at it alone 
But this a hustlers ambition
Whatever I don’t got, I aint missing 
The nigha bought some shoes I got a nine 
A nigha bought a grill I bought a pound 
A nigha out of town I’m out a state 
But still get down 
With the crackers and veienaa sausages on the plate 
Still breaking bread
Still on they fucking head 
Still on the fucking beat 
Its like I’m always preaching when speak 
Its like I always dot my i’s and cross t’s 
Its like Im always in the front when I lead 
Its like 
Why I cant be an ordinary guy 
All ever wanted was some attention 
And my time 
But who the fuck am I 

Is it too much 
To get a FaceTime 
While I give my pillow some FaceTime 
I mean I been working 
Since the new years resolution 
I aint got time to be chasing after coochie 
Thanking God 
I aint in a institution lized 
I just wanna chant and dance 
Like hallelujah 
But to busy hugging the block with my click 
Like Fat Albert
Too busy up in some real shit 
Like Mike Lowry 
Bitches want to be the Kehlani 
To my Kyrie 
I dont fuck with too many nighas 
They aint Pippen or Rodman 
They don’t belong on the team 
Many lonely nights 
I swear that I was on death row 
Shit I gotta be Shug
When I’m pushing on petro 
I got a couple dreams in my head 
I cant let go 
I be moving shit, I aint gone stop 
If Simon says so 
Im living one life 
The other life I gotta pay for 
Gotta good heart 
But got to make sure a nigha stable 
I swear to God i aint no mutha fucking angel 
Got one in the chamber 
Working a hundred different angles 
Out here trying to make team mates out of strangers 
I don’t give a fuck if its dangerous 
I aint gotta explain shit 
Nighas on the  same shit 
Bitches on the same shit 
Im trying to be rich 
Fuck famous 

AyeQPart1

Flava

iQ -- Flava -AyeQPart1

The sirens outside going crazy 
Crazy, crazy 
And I aint never love no lady
Lady, Lady
But my momma
So them nighas actin' like bitches 
Better know I aint got no love for them 
I'll have them gone in the wind
Just like they Dixie 
Duke tell em' aint no telling 
What I'm doing when I'm on prescription 
You aint kidding 
When you mention, when I'm on prescription 
I be acting different 
And I aitn never told no bitch that I love her… 
Okay I'm lying 
But then I fucked her 
Now I aint never switched up on my brother
Lets keep it gutter 
We aint have no one else
We looked out for each other
Now who aint never been in no gangsta shit 
I still feel heat from all the muzzles
Fuck a struggle 
Its six deep and we gone hustle 
Ima put my fam on just like Im Russle 
Now watch a young nigha go and hustle
Im drinking this lean 
Im keeping it together like the seam on my jeans 
Eight gold rings 
Nigha im Shaba Shaba 
Love it when they call me Big Poppa 
Now what you know 
My team gone stay silent and take that fucking wrap 
All my nighas we fucking trap 
I learned the game right from my homie
Glod up 
Now he learning the game from me 
Thats what you do 
You become a wolf 
Put your nighas on 
And have them wolves look out for you 
I live that shit like its out the bible 
Its only right cause all my nighas  be claiming disciples 

The sirens outside going crazy 
Crazy, crazy 
And I aint never love no lady
Lady, Lady
So

Blow they brains out 
Leave that boy stupid 
Like 
Better know my gun never on safety
Cause when you need yo shyt
You gone need the shyt 
It aint in my glove box, or my back seat 
Its on me 
Wasn't raised on it 
But show looking like I came from it 
Cedar Groove, thats what I know
Thats what I claim homie 
Stack 3-1-8 then I bang on it 
They said that I'm a end up like my cousin 
Knew I was pose to be offended but nigha I started blushing 
Nine shots fuck it, its nothing 
If I go out like my cousin 
Im leaving everybody money 
Aint no shoes left in them shoe box
And I pulled open my boom box
And Im stashing it with cash n’shit
Im lowkey, and these mfs acting like they know me 
If you aint 42 I don’t fuck with you 
Don’t expect me to be smoking no blunts with you 
Its my Day 1’s with no substitutes 
If they get killed or go to jail 
Then I click small 
Cause we aint accepting no application here 
Hoes all on my dick all of sudden 
Im just trying to figure out the fascination 
I had money 
Don’t ever act like a nigha aint had noting 
But now I can go and sit right by the window 
Where I stay now murders aint accidental 

The sirens outside going crazy 
Crazy, crazy 
And I aint never love no lady
Lady, Lady

Sirens Outside

iQ -- Sirens Outside -AyeQPart1


You don't even care whats going on 
Why you keep on doing me wrong 
Please don't call my phone 
I done lost my job 
I had to steal and rob 
People I don't fuck with 
Had to see me sob 
I aint got no home 
I ain't got no knob to turn
I was there for you
You wasn’t there for me baby
When we got separated 
I got hella faded 
You got hella faded 
But I kept all my promise
I got hella numbers 
But I aint main no woman 
Cause no matter how it got 
I was waiting to take you back 
But you couldn't even hit me back 
I wasn't prepared for that 
You know how tf you act
So why the fuck you acting like that
Tell me 
Am i the reason? you acting like that
I aint got no questions
Don't you talk to me baby
I ignored you on purpose 
Don't you walk up on me baby
Don't ask why I aint speak 
You know why i aint fucking speak 
You knew how much you fucking meant to me

I aint got shit to talk about 
Easiest thing is too walk it out
I can't trying to hear your fucking mouth 

Blowing on this sweat 
It aint a swisher sweat baby 
Finally over you 
Its a special occasion baby 
I got shit to say 
But ima close my mouth  baby
I told another bitch I love her 
I aint mean it 
Im still fighting all my demons
I tried to fuck with Kima
But Kima wasn't with it 
So I went and fucked with nina 
Nina was super freaky 
Aint need her
And I been worse since I aint seen you 
But I been holding on 
Late nights just me and myself 
Momma been worrying about my health 
My momma still love her baby 
Just like I love my lady 
I swear this shit so crazy 
I done lost my nigha 
He got killed on dugger
I done lost my cousin 
He got killed and we all know who done it 
He beat the case 
The memories aint been erased 
But i been in a weird place 
Cause I been thinking bout 
Murder murder murder murder
The worse thing you can do to someone you loved 
That didn't love you back 
Is become successful 
Stop worrying bout them 
And let them stress you 

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