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Real Negus Birthday
02:39
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It’s a real negus birthday. (Aye!) It’s a real negus birthday.
Running up racks on my birthday—hoes make that ass clap for my birthday.
It’s a real negus birthday. (Aye!) It’s a real negus birthday.
Running up racks on my birthday—hoes make that ass clap for my birthday.
Blow out the candles—cut the cake—don’t forget to make a wish on your birthday.
We wasn’t supposed to make it in the first place—but we here so we might as well celebrate.
Celebrate the joy and the pain—the sun and the rain—obstacles overcame.
All the haters that prayed for your downfall—middle fingers in the air baby fuck them all.
We don’t shed tears we gangster—made it through another year be thankful.
May the Universe guide every step negus—may the good Lord bless every breath negus.
We celebrating life not death negus—make a toast to the last one’s left negus!!
It’s a real negus birthday. (Aye!) It’s a real negus birthday.
Running up racks on my birthday—hoes make that ass clap for my birthday.
It’s a real negus birthday. (Aye!) It’s a real negus birthday.
Running up racks on my birthday—hoes make that ass clap for my birthday.
Stay calm bitch—it’s my birthday—and I’m a celebrate Sunday to Sunday.
You know how we do—turn up fool—Singing Stevie Wonder style cause that’s the rules.
If you got beef—take it outside—it’s a party—only good vibes.
Take another shot—for the good times—party like it’s Woodstock back in 69’
Get your money my negus I’m happy we alive—and we’re pouring out liquor for those who ain’t survive.
And for the hating bitches didn’t want to see us shine—this year we coming up quicker than we did last time.
This year I’m making more money than I ever made—I’m on top of the world and I’m a celebrate.
It’s a real negus birthday. (Aye!) It’s a real negus birthday.
Running up racks on my birthday—hoes make that ass clap for my birthday.
It’s a real negus birthday. (Aye!) It’s a real negus birthday.
Running up racks on my birthday—hoes make that ass clap for my birthday.
(Aye!) Make that ass clap for my birthday.
(Aye!) Make that ass clap for my birthday.
Hoes make that ass clap for my birthday.
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It’s like I know a stranger’s laying in my bed—but I want you here.
Wish I can tell you exactly how I been feeling but these words don’t come out clear.
You better believe that I be tripping sometimes—plus I been known to get stuck in the past.
Plus you been helping me ease through the problems and forever baby you know that got you.
Can you spot me love? And I spot you back. Girl I miss you so damn much—I can’t take it no more—No more—I can’t take it no more—No more.
I miss my homie lover friend—when will I see you smile again—I’ve made mistakes and you’ve made mistakes but nobody’s perfect girl I’m just saying.
Can’t we just leave the past behind—trust me, flaws is easy to find.
I look deep down at the person inside—I can see a future with you and I.
I try to focus on happier times—we get freaky and blow each other’s minds.
Every time you leave, it feel like I died—we both stubborn and controlling at times.
You say you need me. (Ugh) But I don’t believe it (Ugh)
Cause you say you leaving (ugh) I just can’t conceive it (Yeah)
Cherish the day—I’m a Taurus I am stuck in my ways—loyal to the soil every day.
I’m a soldier that’s from cradle to grave—cradle to grave.
We do this all the time—just say what’s on your mind—cause when we both calm down girl I just really want to see you smile. (yeah)
I promise to give you all my love—love-love-love
Do anything to keep that smile—Smile-smile-smile
Just to keep that smile—at the end of the day—I only want to see you smile.
Keep that smile—yes—at the end of the day—I only want to see you smile
Tired of the arguing fussing and fights—pack your shit up baby come spend the night.
Promise we can do whatever you like—my love like wine it get better with time.
I got a lot on my plate—you got a lot on your plate—apart we’re miserable—when we’re together we’re straight. Wish it was back in the day—smile on your face.
Every time you see me you run up and squeeze me—tell me it’s gone be alright.
Through the stormy weather—down for whatever cause baby I’m yours for life.
At the risk of sounding lame—I want to be your sunshine when it rains.
Just want to be the whole reason you came—I want to give you my last name.
Yeah—that part—loving me can’t be that hard—I just want some kids and a wife
White picket fence dogs in the backyard.
Yeah—that part—loving me can’t be that hard—I just want some kids and a wife
White picket fence dogs in the backyard.
I promise to give you all my love—love-love-love
Do anything to keep that smile—Smile-smile-smile
Just to keep that smile—at the end of the day—I only want to see you smile.
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3. |
FDNU
03:38
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So, I’m reading a very interesting article the other day, about the top 5 most dangerous zodiac signs that should never be provoked under any circumstances.
And guess who was number 1? That’s right; Taurus the bull mother fuckers! Aye Don’t ever provoke a bull bitch!
Negus talking shit cuz. (Fuck that neguh up!)
Neguh who you thought I was? (Fuck that neguh up!)
Negus speaking on my name. (Fuck that neguh up!)
We don’t play no games. (Fuck that neguh up!)
Negus talking shit cuz. (Fuck that neguh up!)
Neguh who you thought I was? (Fuck that neguh up!)
Negus speaking on my name. (Fuck that neguh up!)
We don’t play no games. (Fuck that neguh up!)
Negus die quick—just for talking shit. I’m the type of neguh hit a neguh with a brick.
Like Craig did Deebo—Yall’ just weak hoes—split your shit won’t lose no sleep though.
Skinny jean negus—Billie Jean negus—Dive head first into a guillotine neguh.
Yall’ fuck boys can’t see Lovjoy—most slept on neguh in Detroit.
I’ll knuckle mother fuckers up—yall’ better buckle up—call Y.S.M. tear this mother fucker up!
Cops get it too neguh ain’t no hoes—if I get pulled over bitch I’m letting them go yeah.
Pig hold that. Pig hold that. Where your face used to be—that’s where the hole at.
Yall’ negus can’t fuck with me—and I don’t give a fuck who you’re supposed to be come on!
Negus talking shit cuz. (Fuck that neguh up!)
Neguh who you thought I was? (Fuck that neguh up!)
Negus speaking on my name. (Fuck that neguh up!)
We don’t play no games. (Fuck that neguh up!)
Negus talking shit cuz. (Fuck that neguh up!)
Neguh who you thought I was? (Fuck that neguh up!)
Negus speaking on my name. (Fuck that neguh up!)
We don’t play no games. (Fuck that neguh up!)
My negus screaming yae yae! Negus don’t play—fucking bad bitches smoking weed all day.
And we’re all shooters—no telling who will shoot you—Fox and Don-D might pull up with a bazooka.
Neguh fuck hookah—we smoking on ops—but I’m the type of neguh that loves to box.
So I’ll lay this chopper right down in the grass—shoot the fair one and I’ll beat your ass.
And if your negus looking like they want to jump in—Young Star negus is quick to get to dumping.
All I got to do is make 1 phone call—25 negus running up on yall’.
And I don’t give a fuck like I told you before—negus only soldiers when it ain’t no war.
Yall’ better stop fucking with me—cause I’ll murk everybody in your family tree you bitch!
Negus talking shit cuz. (Fuck that neguh up!)
Neguh who you thought I was? (Fuck that neguh up!)
Negus speaking on my name. (Fuck that neguh up!)
We don’t play no games. (Fuck that neguh up!)
Negus talking shit cuz. (Fuck that neguh up!)
Neguh who you thought I was? (Fuck that neguh up!)
Negus speaking on my name. (Fuck that neguh up!)
We don’t play no games. (Fuck that neguh up!)
Didn’t want to do it but you hoes asked for it—now his mama got to pick a casket for him.
Shit fucked around and got drastic for him—he ain’t want to listen so I guess I had to show him.
That I’m not the one to play with—yall’ pump faking—when I up the mag yall’ negus be shaking.
Talking bout nah man—ain’t no beef—Fuck that shit neguh get on your knees.
Slap him in the face though—hard with the draco—now he wants to beg for his life, too late though.
Should’ve thought about that before you hoed me—pussy ass Internet negus want to troll me.
Never thought I’d pull up on your ass in person—showed him how the O.G. negus put the work in.
Yall’ negus know what they call me—zodiac killer got away Scott free bitch!
Negus talking shit cuz. (Fuck that neguh up!)
Neguh who you thought I was? (Fuck that neguh up!)
Negus speaking on my name. (Fuck that neguh up!)
We don’t play no games. (Fuck that neguh up!)
Negus talking shit cuz. (Fuck that neguh up!)
Neguh who you thought I was? (Fuck that neguh up!)
Negus speaking on my name. (Fuck that neguh up!)
We don’t play no games. (Fuck that neguh up!)
I don’t really want to have to (Fuck that neguh up!)
But he really makes me want to (Fuck that neguh up!)
I don’t really want to have to (Fuck that neguh up!)
But he really makes me want to (Fuck that neguh up!)
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You And Me Forever
03:23
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You and me forever.
You—you—you—you and me forever—For—for—forever.
You—you—you—you and me forever—Forever—for—for—forever.
You—you—you—you and me forever— for—for—forever— for—for—forever.
Ever—ever—ever—ever—ever—ever —for—for—forever.
First of all—I’m from Detroit—Thugged out—still a mama’s boy.
Mama’s baby—poppa’s maybe—moms had my back when times was crazy.
Poppa was a no show—we ain’t have no dough—life is already hard enough in the ghetto.
Went from boy-hood to man-hood straight solo—all I really had was moms and my uncle.
Thinking back—that’s all I needed—wouldn’t change a thing if it repeated.
I’m sure that you know by now—I got your back and I’m a hold it down.
You—you—you—you and me forever— for—for—forever— for—for—forever.
You—you—you—you and me forever— for—for—forever— for—for—forever.
You—you—you—you and me forever— for—for—forever— for—for—forever.
Ever—ever—ever—ever—ever—ever—ever—ever—ever—ever—ever—ever—ever Ever—ever
Ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever
Ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever
For for for for—for for ever—for life—tatted on my skin til the day I die.
I—I promise never ride—not without you by my side.
You and I—2 of a kind—Mickey—Malory—Bonnie—Clyde.
Martin—Gina—Ike and Tina—Timbaland and misdemeanor.
You got my heart so til death do us part—I knew right from the start that we could be (forever)
That—that’s why—that’s why I’m down with you cause you down for whatever—so—so No matter the weather it’s just you and me forever baby.
Ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever.
You—you—you—you and me forever— for—for—forever— for—for—forever.
You—you—you—you and me forever— for—for—forever— for—for—forever.
You—you—you—you and me forever
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5. |
On My Taurus Ish
02:51
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I don’t really care what nobody else do—I’m a do me—I’m a stay true.
If it’s fuck me—you know it’s fuck you—and I stand on that with steel toe boots.
I’m a stay riding top down on Camaro—run up if you want—in my lap double barrel.
I’m all about peace but prepared for war—what the fuck you think these guns is for?
Military minded always on my grind and sun complex—I’m obsessed with shinning.
Fetish having sex while I flex the diamonds—give me that neck bitch on consignment.
Tricking is tricking even if you got it—blow your back out and won’t give you a dollar.
Once I get mine little bitch I’ll holler—Don’t forget your messing with a Taurus darling. ( On God!)
I’m on my Taurus shit—but never bullshitting.
Think you can fuck me over—you bitches got me twisted.
I’m on my Taurus shit but never bullshitting.
Fuck boy don’t play with me—your ass will come up missing
I’m on my Taurus shit—but never bullshitting.
Think you can fuck me over—you bitches got me twisted.
I’m on my Taurus shit but never bullshitting.
Fuck boy don’t play with me—your ass will come up missing
Every Taurus on earth got a heart of gold—but if you fuck them over—your ass got to go.
I can be your best friend or your worst enemy—I am just a reflection of your energy.
Which zodiac sign got the most loyalty—Taurus got to be top 5 please quote me.
Google that shit neguh ain’t no capping—trying to motivate negus I ain’t just rapping.
Staying out the way ain’t hard to imagine—really only focused on paper stacking.
Really only focused on major action—real power moves don’t need no caption.
Fuck the net—fuck a selfie—killers move in silence feel me?
Sucker shit ain’t never been in me—Taurus life until they kill me (bitch!)
I’m on my Taurus shit—but never bullshitting.
Think you can fuck me over—you bitches got me twisted.
I’m on my Taurus shit but never bullshitting.
Fuck boy don’t play with me—your ass will come up missing
I’m on my Taurus shit—but never bullshitting.
Think you can fuck me over—you bitches got me twisted.
I’m on my Taurus shit but never bullshitting.
Fuck boy don’t play with me—your ass will come up missing
You bitch!
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Still Hurting
04:02
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Yeah. This song is dedicated to anybody and everybody who’s lost someone that they loved dearly. You feel me?
I’m sick of dealing with death, it got me upset.
So much stress on my chest, I need a outlet.
And all this medication ain’t working. Cause when I sober up I’m Still Hurting.
I’m Still Hurting.
A neguh getting older. Most my negus got grandkids. I’m the only one up in the clique who never had kids.
Mirror mirror on the wall, tell me who the man is. I meditate and ask God what the plan is.
3 abortions—1 miscarriage. Abortions was in high school, miscarriage after marriage.
Yeah. I guess karma is a bitch, cause the kid I really wanted no longer seems to exist.
And neither does my wife. She got murdered by her new neguh. If I see him in the streets, I’m a kill him.
Cause the law ain’t do shit, and we cain’t prove it. All I can ask is Lord protect my step-kids.
I tried to show them love I was never shown, now they both grown, got lives of their own.
I’m really sorry for the way things turned out. I really loved your mother but it just didn’t work out.
I was immature and had to figure this life out. But I’m still here—if you need me just dial out.
Swear to God I got the same phone number. When certain people call in need, I come running.
That part of me will never change. I cannot ignore the pain—I just got a different outlet my pen ignites flames.
That part of me will never change. I cannot ignore the pain—I just got a different outlet my pen ignites flames.
I’m sick of dealing with death, it got me upset.
So much stress on my chest, I need a outlet.
And all this medication ain’t working. Cause when I sober up I’m Still Hurting.
I’m Still Hurting.
I’m sick of dealing with death, it got me upset.
So much stress on my chest, I need a outlet.
And all this medication ain’t working. Cause when I sober up I’m Still Hurting.
I’m Still Hurting.
My cousin lost his son in a car accident. And even worst than that—the court is blaming him for the shit.
Cuz I love you and I’m sorry I ain’t come to the church. Didn’t want to see the little homie ride in that hearse.
See I know that hurt. I really know that hurt. And though I never had a child, I still know that hurt.
Seeing people that you really love covered in dirt—Got you asking God, why he ain’t take you first.
And even though our thoughts and actions get in the way—I promise God don’t make no mistakes.
You was living dangerous, now you got another guardian angel and— life shouldn’t be so painful.
Sometimes I look at it like this. Do I really want to raise a kid in a fucked up world like this.
It’s all full of shit—then I had to read—the book of Matthew 19:14.
The Lord said, “Let the little children come to me.” “They belong to the Kingdom of Heaven,” This I believe.
And it still hurts cause we only see in the physical. But if you meditate communicate wit the spiritual.
That part of me will never change. I cannot ignore the pain—I just got a different outlet my pen ignites flames.
That part of me will never change. I cannot ignore the pain—I just got a different outlet my pen ignites flames.
I’m sick of dealing with death, it got me upset.
So much stress on my chest, I need a outlet.
And all this medication ain’t working. Cause when I sober up I’m Still Hurting.
I’m Still Hurting.
1 time for the lost loved ones. Grandparents, Mother, Daughter, Father and the son (Hey! Hey!)
1 time for the lost loved ones— Brother, Sister, Uncle, Aunty, Friends and Cousins.
(1 time!)
1 time for the lost loved ones— Grandparents, Mother, Daughter, Father and the son (Hey! Hey!)
1 time for the lost loved ones— Brother, Sister, Uncle, Aunty, Friends and Cousins.
(1 time!)
1 time neguh. You only get 1 life in this bitch! Stay productive. Stay Positive. Stay Motivated. I’m out!
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Cant Do It
03:22
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I be on that real shit so fuck what you think,
you stress me out bitch and I need a drink.
Don’t tell me you sorry cause I know you ain’t,
see you be on that bullshit but nah bitch I cain’t
I can’t do it—no more, I can’t do it—no more.
I can’t do it no more, I say nah bitch I can’t.
I can’t do it—no more, I can’t do it—no more.
I can’t do it no more, I say nah bitch I can’t.
You be on that bullshit, steady be playin them mind games. Never had had a real neguh, all you had was fuckin’ lames.
Finally got a real one and now you don’t know hot to act. All up in your feelings, bitch real negus ain’t got time for that.
My mind too strong—I’m a neguh wit goals. I ain’t got time for the back and forth, stop texting my phone.
Would it make you feel better if I kiss your ass? Every argument gave you a pass?
Morning, noon, and night class—fuck around and dismiss your ass!
Cut your ass off like a traffic jam or send you round trip in an ambulance.
That would make your day, but I choose A cause jail ain’t part of the plan.
I got too much on my plate, goofy bitch get out my face.
Take yo petty ways and fucked up attitude some other place!
I be on that real shit so fuck what you think,
you stress me out bitch and I need a drink.
Don’t tell me you sorry cause I know you ain’t,
see you be on that bullshit but nah bitch I cain’t
I can’t do it—no more, I can’t do it—no more.
I can’t do it no more, I say nah bitch I can’t.
I can’t do it—no more, I can’t do it—no more.
I can’t do it no more, I say nah bitch I can’t.
I thought you was down to ride—for a neguh. Instead, you always tellin lies—to a neguh.
And you know I be working hard—for the dollars, but I get no support at all—just fucking drama.
Bitch it ain’t all about you, you never respected what I do, So why should I even give a fuck when you say that me and you is through?
I’m a asset, you a liability. Everything I tried, you wasn’t feelin’ me.
I tried to provide stability—shitted on my pride and drained my energy.
And it’s insane of me to think—you ever gone change—it’s plain to see.
You never gone change and we can’t be friends cause still I remain—the enemy.
You ain’t on the level yet, you be on that petty shit.
You say I’m immature, and I be like yeah—whatever bitch!
I be on that real shit so fuck what you think,
you stress me out bitch and I need a drink.
Don’t tell me you sorry cause I know you ain’t,
see you be on that bullshit but nah bitch I cain’t
I can’t do it—no more, I can’t do it—no more.
I can’t do it no more, I say nah bitch I can’t.
I can’t do it—no more, I can’t do it—no more.
I can’t do it no more, I say nah bitch I can’t.
I be on that real shit so fuck what you think—nah bitch I cain’t
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8. |
Wake Up On Go
03:21
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(Laughter) See when I wake up, my cake up (tell it like it is) Until death do we break up you understand me?
Wake up on go!
Straight Beast Mode.
Generational wealth the mission, pockets on swole. Oh!
Wake up on go! (Go!)
Straight Beast Mode.
Generational wealth the mission, pockets on swole.
I say I wake up on go (GO!) Straight Beast Mode, pick my head up off the pillow and set both feet on the floor.
And I thank God for living, now let me get to my mission. 2 things they’ll never take from me, my drive and my ambition.
My attitude is livid, cause I need my percentage. Closed mouths don’t get fed—I lace up my boots and get it. Aye!
Lose some, win some. Others would’ve been done. Swimming in these streets boy, creating streams of income.
You should cop my NFT’s, I got books and movies—t.v. shows on prime video, you should google me!
That’s Lovjoy without the E—L-O-V—J-O-Y. Charles is the first name, I’m a G, this is why.
I created something from nothing, got it out the mud dog! Never made excuses for nothing cause I’m a thug yall’.
Wake up on go every day, won’t stop until I’m paid. Even when life throw me a lemon—I’m makin’ lemonade.
Wake up on go! (Go!)
Straight Beast Mode (Oh!)
Generational wealth the mission, pockets on swole (Na Na Na)
Wake up on go! (Go!)
Straight Beast Mode (Oh!)
Generational wealth the mission, pockets on swole.
I say Wake up on go! (Go!)
Straight Beast Mode (Oh!)
Generational wealth the mission, pockets on swole (Aye!)
Wake up on go! (Go!)
Straight Beast Mode (Oh!)
Generational wealth the mission, pockets on swole.
I let Jeezy hypnotize me—command you to get money, so it shouldn’t surprising when I secure the funding.
Don’t even say I’m broke no more, even when I really am. I just say the funds on the way and I believe it man.
Law of attraction. I’m attracting this paper. No more liabilities making my assets greater.
So how bad do you want it? Live your life in abundance. Better get up get out and get something.
Word to the Goodie M-O-B. Say the truth will set you free. If you believe—you can achieve ON ME!
On God! On my Mama! On squad no more drama. Only focused on prosperity from winter to the summer so—
If you on B.S. please exit my life. Either play the game to win or be a loser for life.
We all go through ups and downs, that’s just life you know. But I can’t let them stop me so I wake up on GO! GO! GO! GO!
Wake up on go! (Go!)
Straight Beast Mode (Oh!)
Generational wealth the mission, pockets on swole (Na Na Na)
Wake up on go! (Go!)
Straight Beast Mode (Oh!)
Generational wealth the mission, pockets on swole.
I say Wake up on go! (Go!)
Straight Beast Mode (Oh!)
Generational wealth the mission, pockets on swole.
I wake up on go everyday, cause I got to get it. You feel me?
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You know my grandma used to say, “ I’m blessed to be stressed.” I never understood that shit til I got grown though, you feel me? We going through a lot of shit but we got to keep riding.
I been dealing with some pressure—stressing under depression—doctor told me it’s killing me—mama told me don’t let it.
The money is my obsession—I just want to live better—but I know some mother fuckers want to see me on a stretcher.
So I got to keep a weapon—neguh get to acting extra—I’m a teach his ass a lesson and show his ass some aggression.
Ain’t no pump faking or sneak dissing on our side—I’m from the dark side where negus getting hog tied.
Look I ain’t never had nothing—I’m just trying to get something—had to suffer through the struggle—learned a couple different hustles.
Tired of hearing my mama fussing and feeling my stomach rumble—In 2015 we had a wild ass summer.
Praying for my neguh Dub wishing that they let him go—he knocked down six but still got six more to go.
I be drinking thinking bout Bub like damn—he really gone—looking through his pictures wishing I could call his phone.
And my daughters growing up so fast—only thing on my mind is trying to get me some cash.
Negus said they had my back—I don’t know where them negus at—but all I can do is laugh when I think about that.
Ain’t no time to waist time I need something that’s gonna last—feel the pressure building up like I’m waiting to be draft.
Ain’t no time to waist time I need something that’s gonna last—feel the pressure building up feel like a lion on my ass.
Been under so much pressure—Ain’t tripping—the Lord Gon bless us.
Stay down ten toes forever—wont’ break won’t fold—I’ll never.
Been under so much pressure—Ain’t tripping—the Lord Gon bless us.
Stay down ten toes forever—wont’ break won’t fold—I’ll never.
Way too much going on—Grandma was the backbone of my whole family—now it’s like we all alone.
Most the O.G’s ain’t here no more so it’s up to us to make sure the boat stay a float.
Hard to cope sometimes—Dealing with death and these hopeless times.
Feeling so stressed cause I’m running out of time—Still I know I’m blessed so I focus on my grind.
Focus on my grind all the time—fuck the bullshit—no time for foolishness—screaming peace but when it’s beef arriving with a full clip.
Lord I don’t want to send these negus back home—but these little negus keep throwing shots at the throne.
Trying to be the bigger man but it’s only so much I can take—it’s hard to keep the faith—when negus in your face.
And the rent due—and you need food—neguh my stress through the roof.
Can’t afford to lose—can’t afford to snooze—give me mine or I’m a act a God damn fool.
More or less—more fuck less—Grandma used to say I’m blessed to be stressed neguh.
Been under so much pressure—Ain’t tripping—the Lord Gon bless us.
Stay down ten toes forever—wont’ break won’t fold—I’ll never.
Been under so much pressure—Ain’t tripping—the Lord Gon bless us.
Stay down ten toes forever—wont’ break won’t fold—I’ll never.
Negus thinking we the same but we ain’t—That’s on the gang—I would change but I cain’t.
Put it on my name and you can take it to the bank. Just a couple Ye’s never a P without the A—Neguh.
Thought we was the same but we wasn’t—Hit the stage and I’m a crush it with my cousins.
Super brave—never change not for nothing—And I’m amazed –because I really made something.
Look around shit changed over night—Shit I lied that’s over time visualize.
Every time—came killer with the vibes—incentivize to make it known that it live.
Keep pushing it’ll all go away—Won’t tell a lie—times change scars stay.
So look alive—and look a problem in the face—I ain’t mad though—through every struggle I was made.
So I’m a keep clapping when I see when you win—although you pray I don’t—I’m a still make it in.
Listen You got to applaud when your haters win—show these bitches how to ball when you make it off the bench—Neguh.
Been under so much pressure—Ain’t tripping—the Lord Gon bless us.
Stay down ten toes forever—wont’ break won’t fold—I’ll never.
Been under so much pressure—Ain’t tripping—the Lord Gon bless us.
Stay down ten toes forever—wont’ break won’t fold—I’ll never.
We staying down ten toes in this bitch for real. R.I.P Beanz and K.J. Grandma I love you. Rest in peace Unk. Riding til the wheels fall off.
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You Lie So Much
03:48
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Why you lie so much?
You never tell the truth.
You’s a fake ass neguh—boy and I got proof
That you’s a hoe—you’s a hoe
Fake ass neguh.
Negus crying always lying bout some shit they done did—it’s all cap you’s a bitch and you know what it is.
You know what’s up with me—I’m O.G. in the streets. And you can get your head bussed just for speaking on me.
You’s a hating ass neguh and I took your bitch—cause the bitch told me you had a small ass dick.
Let’s get it!
Let’s get it!
Why you lie so much?
You never tell the truth.
You’s a fake ass neguh—boy and I got proof
That you’s a hoe—you’s a hoe
Fake ass neguh.
Why you lie so much?
You never tell the truth.
You’s a fake ass neguh—boy and I got proof
That you’s a hoe—you’s a hoe
Fake ass neguh.
Negus stunting on social media like they doing it big— when it comes to real life boy you broke than a bitch.
I ain’t tripping off these hoes—they be doing the same. Trying to act classy—gave me the ass and I don’t even know her name.
That’s a shame—you should be ashamed—no respect for yourself. Fucking all these negus raw—that shit bad for your health.
Let’s get it!
Let’s get it!
Why you lie so much?
You never tell the truth.
You’s a fake ass neguh—boy and I got proof
That you’s a hoe—you’s a hoe
Fake ass neguh.
Why you lie so much?
You never tell the truth.
You’s a fake ass neguh—boy and I got proof
That you’s a hoe—you’s a hoe
Fake ass neguh.
This verse is for them negus that be lying on their dick—Talking bout you fucked that bitch when she never let you hit.
Trick you lied about that shit because you have no game—and you ain’t got no hoes cause you’s a straight up lame.
I can tell you’s a sucker—cause it’s written on your face—and all you corny mother fuckers need to stay in your place.
Let’s get it!
Let’s get it!
Why you lie so much?
You never tell the truth.
You’s a fake ass neguh—boy and I got proof
That you’s a hoe—you’s a hoe
Fake ass neguh.
Why you lie so much?
You never tell the truth.
You’s a fake ass neguh—boy and I got proof
That you’s a hoe—you’s a hoe
Fake ass neguh.
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Charles Lovjoy Detroit, Michigan
Charles Lovjoy has been privileged to share the stage with artists such as Scarface, D-12, & Bone Thugs-N-Harmony. His catalog includes the writing and publishing of his books: “Thug Life; A Lust For Destruction,” and “How To Fight Depression; From Victim to Victorious,” voice-overs for The Detroit Pistons and Detroit Tigers, including a guest appearance on The Comedy Central Network. ... more
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