Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Revenge, artist - Joyner Lucas. Album song ADHD, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tully, Twenty Nine
Revenge |
[Intro] |
The more that I want, the more that I grind |
The more that I shine, the more that I stride |
The more that I stunt, the more that I cheat |
The more that she leaves, the more that she cry |
The harder to trust, the more that I lie |
The more that she die, the more I realize |
The more that I, the more that I (Yeah, yeah) |
[Verse 1] |
The more that I try, the more that I want |
More that I grind, the more that I shine |
The more that I stride, the more that I stunt |
The more that I cheat, the more that she leave |
The more that she cry, the harder to trust |
The more that I lie, the more that she dies |
The more I realize I'm harder to love |
I’m harder to, I'm harder to teach |
My heart is a beat and I am the drum |
I'm harder to keep, but harder to sleep |
I’m scared of the dark, I'm not gonna run |
I'm harder to break, but harder to make |
You get in my way, I'm drawing my gun |
I'm not gonna play, I'm not for the games |
I'm not gonna change, put that on my son |
Put that on my mom, put that on my sis |
Put that on my bitch and all of my hoes |
Put that on my team, put that on my G's |
I say what I mean, you already know |
Put that on my city, put that on my Bentley |
I got me a Bimmer, I wanted a Rolls |
Sip on some Henny and ride with the semi |
All my niggas with me, I’m calling a toast (Blah, blah, blah) |
Callin’ the plug, you callin' the cops |
I call you a snitch, you holdin’ a grudge |
You callin' the judge, you say you a thug |
I call you a bitch, I call you a ho |
Don't call me your bro, don't call me no more, I call you a trick |
I’m tired of the hate, I'm tired of the snakes |
I'm tired of your face, you all on my dick |
I wanted the fame, I wanted the name |
I wanted a break, I wanted the love |
I wanted the cake, I wanna be great |
I wanted to change and all the above |
You want me to fall, you want me to crawl |
You want me to stall, they want me on drugs |
You want me to fail, they want me in jail |
They wantin' my soul, they wantin' my blood |
I'm out for revenge, I'm out for the ends |
I'm out for respect, I'm out for the crown |
I'm out for the reign, they startin' to aim |
I hopped in a plane, I'm not going down |
I'm dodging the flames, they callin' my name |
I wanna be saved but I don't know how |
I thought it was safe, but I got a plan |
Let's load up the chopper and ride it around, woo |
[Chorus] |
I roll up on 'em while he sleep (Hey), you gon' see |
It's a fuckin' murder spree (Brrat, bah), you gon' see |
Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see |
Don't you turn your back on me (Brrat, bah), you gon' see |
Roll up on 'em while he sleep (Doo), catch a nigga slippin' |
I might hit him with the (Bah, bah-bah, bah-bah), they gon' miss him |
'Cause revenge feels sweet (Woo), you gon' see |
Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see |
[Verse 2] |
Give me a pen |
I don't even drink, but fuck it, I need some Henny and gin |
Plenty of sins |
I broke my bitch's heart, she'll never forgive me again |
Where have you been? |
I had to go find myself, I killed and buried my friends |
I never could swim |
I used to push some weight with niggas who been in the gym |
Come step in my Timbs |
You could not walk my path |
I never caught no cabs, I had to walk |
Niggas was lost and sad, I never would call my dad |
Fuck that nigga |
I was depressed as fuck, mentally torn in half |
Feelin' stuck |
When it was hard to laugh, the music was all I had |
Wish I could be out |
I never got any clout, what's all the plottin' about? |
They drownin' me out |
Everyone countin' me out, nobody try to reach out |
You proud of me now? |
Niggas'll flip the script, I cannot live to quit |
I don't wanna chill, I don't wanna get no flicks |
Don't wanna rekindle shit |
It's N-O-T, don't you flex on me |
I do not get no sleep |
I'm barely up, hope you ante up |
Word to M.O.P., you don't know me |
I need my revenge, it ain't no more peace |
I'm rollin' deep and I'm finna turn your block up into World War III, woah |
[Chorus] |
I roll up on 'em while he sleep (Hey), you gon' see |
It's a fuckin' murder spree (Brrat, bah), you gon' see |
Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see |
Don't you turn your back on me (Brrat, bah), you gon' see |
Roll up on 'em while he sleep (Doo), catch a nigga slippin' |
I might hit him with the (Bah, bah-bah, bah-bah), they gon' miss him |
'Cause revenge feels sweet (Woo), you gon' see |
Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see |
[Verse 3] |
The older the berry, the sweeter the juice |
Knew I could do it, I needed the proof |
In order to lose, I needed to win |
In order to win, I needed to choose |
I needed to fall, I needed to move |
I couldn't be safe, I couldn't be you |
I'm coming for everything they said I couldn't |
Including your plate and all of your food |
I don't wanna do no E |
Don't wanna drink, I don't wanna do no lean |
I don't wanna move no keys |
How you like me now? |
I'm too OG |
I feel like Kool Moe Dee |
Ain't gon' be no slatt, my whole team'll crack |
I seen 'em flat, never seen no snacks, they left me the scraps |
I Deebo'd that |
Think I'm cursed again, went to church to sin |
I did a lot |
Mama quit her job, she won't work again |
I been on top |
Got a mental block and it hurts, but then I bid and shop |
And my bitch is fly, she a perfect ten |
That's M-O-B, don't you flex on me, I do not get no sleep |
I'm problematic and I gotta have it, word to Ed OG |
You don't know me, I need my revenge, no more peace |
I'm rollin' deep and I'm finna turn your block up into World War III |
[Chorus] |
I roll up on 'em while he sleep (Hey), you gon' see |
It's a fuckin' murder spree (Brrat, bah), you gon' see |
Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see |
Don't you turn your back on me (Brrat, bah), you gon' see |
Roll up on 'em while he sleep (Doo), catch a nigga slippin' |
I might hit him with the (Bah, bah-bah, bah-bah), they gon' miss him |
'Cause revenge feels sweet (Woo), you gon' see |
Won't nobody say a peep (Bah, bah), you gon' see |