Lovely

[Verse 1] Fuck you doing in this motherfucker, huh? Who sent you here? Why you keep fronting like your friends are here? Acting like you ‘bout to be next this year I mean the food gone, ain't nothing left to share We done ate that shit Funny how they told me to stack this year Now a nigga get colder than central air And your momma shoulda aborted you and left you there Damn, I need a massage Where the gay bitches when I need a ménage? She said she got a porn tape that I needed to watch And I remember days where I couldn’t even get by Uh, I couldn’t even get mine Couldn’t pull a fine chick to save my life And ain’t nobody want to go with me to the prom And now I got so many hoes I can’t even decide Real shit, believe it or not The light skins love me like I’m Chico DeBarge And I ain’t give a fuck if you’re sleeping or not Time to wake niggas up, whoo! Fuck you talking ‘bout? I be fronting to these hoes like I’m rich And they don’t know I got a room at my momma’s house You know it's always something 'bout the impressive ones Working all week for my check to come And I ain’t make shit after taxes though But it feel good not to stress so much Know it’s something coming in for now And I can get my son a Nintendo now Couple shirts and a damn Netflix account That’s it? (Goddamn) yep, but that’s okay I know that I’mma be alright, I ain’t rich for now But I got dreams I could live for now And there’s a whole lot of niggas doing worse than me And that’s as good as it’s gonna get for now, cause [Chorus] I ain’t got much but I feel loved Just be real love, just be real love, just be I ain’t got much but I feel loved Just be real love, just be real love, just be (yeah yeah yeah) [Verse 2] I got work I could split heads in a drive-by first Blow your damn brains in your tie-dye shirt And I ain’t been the same since I got cursed I gave my CD to Bad Boy and I got curbed (damn) So when you see Diddy, tell him I got words My shrink keep telling me to calm my nerves But it’s been a long time since I got heard And don’t nobody give a fuck when you starving though They don’t answer me when I’m hollering though Try to cancel me like "The Cosby Show" Until I put them hands on them like Rousey though I got a hundred fans waiting in the lobby line Taking shots like it’s party time Hands up, ain’t nobody got to die I just got four rings like the Audi sign I just bought cocaine for a nigga to flip Real shit, the bigger the brick Now these hoes looking at the flick of the wrist And I can take your girl out to chicken and shrimp She said my head so big I could live in a blimp Word? Heh, well listen to this I remember watching "MTV Cribs" Thinking how the fuck all these wack niggas get rich While I’m eating TV dinners You know, the ones with the meat in them? Pause, I kinda wonder what they see in them Got laid off from a job, it was seasonal, geez I think I’ma need a hit for now We all got dreams we could live for now But there’s a whole lot of niggas doing worse than us And that’s as good as it’s gonna get for now, cause [Chorus] I ain’t got much but I feel loved Just be real love, just be real love, just be I ain’t got much but I feel loved Just be real love, just be real love, just be (yeah yeah yeah) [Post-Chorus] And I’m feeling way, way up And I’m looking way, way up And my bitches way, way up They miss that yeah, yeah, yeah And she want that yeah, yeah, yeah And I got that yeah, yeah, yeah And we on that yeah, yeah, yeah Said I’m feeling way, way up [Verse 3] Hold up, pause We was trying to eat till they told us "Nah" I wonder how much a pair of Pradas cost With the ice cream, bottles and the Häagen-Dazs Somebody getting robbed while this song is on We just want cheese and the parmesan I got a bitch at Mickey-D’s, she be working at night And she gon’ let me hit it with pajamas on Yo why these niggas think I’m playing with them? Let the paper hit them You be copying, that's plagiarism I be laying, sitting, standing on a fucking hater, kick him in the face Them niggas got me twisted, I ain’t saving bitches, I got Sega Genesis And I can play and finish if you want to pay attention I’m hoping you wait a second, I’m broke and I pay the rent I don’t know how I freakin' do it, I guess I don’t really believe in losin' I’ve been a winner since I was a little nigga, nigga! Hold up, stop We was trying to win 'til they told us "Stop" The cops ran in trying to hold up spots ‘Cause we were moving more O’s than a donut shop, whoo! I’m pissed for now I thought I had dreams I could live for now They told me there was niggas doing worse than me Motherfucker this as good as it’s gonna get for now, ‘cause [Chorus] I ain’t got much but I feel loved Just be real love, just be real love, just be I ain’t got much but I feel loved Just be real love, just be real love, just be (yeah yeah yeah) [Post-Chorus] And I’m feeling way, way up And I’m looking way, way up And my bitches way, way up They miss that yeah, yeah, yeah And she want that yeah, yeah, yeah And I got that yeah, yeah, yeah And we on that yeah, yeah, yeah Said I’m feeling way, way up And I’m feeling way, way up And I’m looking way, way up And my bitches way, way up They miss that yeah, yeah, yeah And she want that yeah, yeah, yeah And I got that yeah, yeah, yeah And we on that yeah, yeah, yeah Said I’m feeling way, way up [Outro] Way, way up Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Way, way up Way, way up Way, way up Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah And I got that, and we on that [Voicemail] Yo wassup, this is Joyner I'm unable to take your call right now Leave me a brief message and I'll get back to you, peace [Brief Message] Man made electric light, to take us out of the dark Man made the boat for the water, without a woman, or a girl Ohh-ohh, this a man's, world