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letra de joyland - jimmy wit an h, mvlik hd & curtis williams

joyland lyrics
[intro]
talkin’ commas in my bank account
look, yeah

[post-chorus]
keep that money coming in and these hoes going out
n-gga, this is how it is, that’s exactly what i’m ’bout
know exactly where i been, we ain’t never changing routes
only focus on within, f-ck tryna live without

[verse 1]
i said n-ggas say a lot but i know n-ggas, they won’t pop sh-t
n-ggas fakin’, lyin’ in their songs, this is not it
inked the deal with [?] but way before that i was runnin’ sh-t
jay-z told me “k!ll ’em” ’cause thеse n-ggas on some other sh-t
do not [?] my brothеrs b-tch, yeah, yo’ b-tch is lovin’ it
don’t go against the grain, yeah, the [?]
[?]
i don’t usually do this but these n-ggas just ain’t cuttin’ it
yeah this sh-t’s too simple, uh, k!llin’ instrumentals, uh
a thousand on my dental, uh, yeah these n-ggas mental, huh
b-tch, i been so real, we is not like y’all
motherf-ck the fame, b-tch, i just wanna ball, [?]
[chorus: jimm wit an h (justtjokay)]
this sh-t the only thing i’m thinkin’ ’bout
i’m talkin’ commas in my bank account
say bring your bottle, b-tch, i’m bringin’ fou’
b-tch think i love her, she don’t even know
them n-ggas hatin’, i can see the doubt
i’m livin’ everything i’m dreamin’ ’bout
we blowin’ loud, b-tch, you can see the smoke
now tell me what the f-ck you livin’ fo’

[verse 2]
uh, i was brought up with some younglings who don’t give a f-ck ’bout nothing
f-ck a dollar and a dream, i want a motherf-cking hund’ed
i was never in the [?] but was always in the southern
with a b-tch [?]
[?]
swear it ain’t hard to see through the motherf-ckers tryna play tough
[?]
never been a fan of school so [?] every time i cut ties
p-ssy, you ain’t never been a threat, see, that’s the sh-t that i live by
she ain’t never wanted nothing from me but [?]
truth is you still lie, whole team [?]
can’t sweat no little guys, [?], i swear this sh-t

[chorus: jimm wit an h (justtjokay)]
this sh-t the only thing i’m thinkin’ ’bout
i’m talkin’ commas in my bank account
say bring your bottle, b-tch, i’m bringin’ fou’
b-tch think i love her, she don’t even know
them n-ggas hatin’, i can see the doubt
i’m livin’ everything i’m dreamin’ ’bout
we blowin’ loud, b-tch, you can see the smoke
now tell me what the f-ck you livin’ fo’
[post-chorus]
keep that money coming in and these hoes going out
n-gga, this is how it is, that’s exactly what i’m ’bout
know exactly where i been, we ain’t never changing routes
only focus on within, f-ck tryna live without

- jimmy wit an h mvlik hd curtis williams

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