Lord Knows

[Produced by Metro Boomin]

[Hook: Joey Bada$$]

I got some problems only Lord knows

Came up from the bottom off my own road

Yesterday I bought myself my own Rolls

It had diamonds in the bezel with the rose gold

Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin'

Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin'

Cause you don't help me with nothin'

Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin'

Can't ask me for nothin'

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$ & G Herbo]

All I know is this hustlin'

All I know is this strugglin'

All I know, I can't trust him

If you ain't with me then fuck 'em

You ain't game then fuck 'em

You ain't see me then fuck 'em

If you ain't need me to fuck her

You ain't got no business here

This shit mine now, finna win this year

Ain't no timeout, gotta kill this here

Better watch my mouth when you enter here

Uh, and we don't show no feelings here

It's a whole bunch young niggas lit in here, yeah

Off the rip hide your bitch in here

Cause a rich nigga bout to put some shit in the air

Bitch we the boydem, bitch we the boydem

You know we smokin' that doison, that fuckin' doison

Metro Boomin on the track man, it's fuckin' golden

Every time I'm up to bat man, I hit a home run

Herb what you told 'em?

And everybody round me holdin', passin' drugs out

Everybody round me rollin' and we thugged out

Now order up 100 Rosies if you from the struggle

Hold up your fuckin' Rollie and order up a double

[Hook]

I got some problems only Lord knows

Came up from the bottom off my own road

Yesterday I bought myself my own Rolls

It had diamonds in the bezel with the rose gold

Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin'

Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin'

Cause you don't help me with nothin'

Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin'

Can't ask me for nothin'

[Verse 2: G-Herbo]

Got some problems only Lord knows

Sometimes I need a break but I got more shows

I was fucked on that my Rollie gold

Get an AP when my Rollie old

I was 18 when I hit the road

Fuck around and hit 800 hoes

It's me, Joey, and Metro Boomin

Me, Joey, and Metro boolin'

Bitches be buckin' me all on my back

And these Balmain jeans makin' me bougie

Bitch I only fuck with exclusives

Keep on callin' my phone, you a nuisance

You ain't cutting the check fuck your two cents

Why you hate ese? Nigga, I knew sense

Riding in LA on Pico Boulevard, I'm smokin' and cruisin'

Niggas be bluffin', they losin'

Your ho low, she just suckin' no condoms

She came with the fanta, watch me pour the juice in

Studio full of backwoods, we boofin'

Drugs on us, we dealing and using

Guns on us you stealin' we shootin'

Lord knows that I didn't wanna use it

50 bands, 100 bands all I understand

All that Alexander McQueen got another pair

All that Alexander McQueen all I wanna wear

And my homies keep askin' for cups of the lean, I don't wanna share

[Hook]

I got some problems only Lord knows

Came up from the bottom off my own road

Yesterday I bought myself my own Rolls

It had diamonds in the bezel with the rose gold

Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin'

Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin'

Cause you don't help me with nothin'

Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin'

Can't ask me for nothin'