Joyner Lucas - Late To The Party lyrics

[Intro] (Ayy, ayy) (Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner) [Verse 1: Joyner Lucas] Feels like I did so much dirt I don't believe in karma Did so much dirt I had to sleep with armor All these ni**as fu*k around, someone better warn 'em Like just roll up with that chopper, they ain't see it comin' And I ain't scared of sh*t, don't wanna see your honor Just broke up with my b*tch, I don't believe in drama Plus she for the streets, so I don't even want her 'Bout to show your true colors, it ain't even autumn I got me some money, I needed the coupe, needed the coupe Bought it, don't loan, just me and my dues And ni**a like me never needed the groove And ni**a like me never needed to shoot, I got the shooters They pull the trigger and hit your medulla This ain't no bullet that you can maneuver I got them jumpin' right out they Pumas, it wasn't no rumor I took his chain and called him an Uber I got the band, and got the bazooka This for them days I was scrapin' for change And would do anything just to get me some mula I'm sick and tired of these ni**as callin' me a sellout 'cause I took a trip to the jeweler And I just filled a hunnid on my wrist too And yeah, I think I'm co*ky 'cause I'm rich too And yeah, I might just go up in your b*tch too Called that ho my hook, yeah, I like skip school I remember times we were kids too Just some youngins gettin' high, we was lit too [Ain't no limit?] to the grind when them friends do I got money on my mind and some bricks too [Chorus: Joyner Lucas] I been drinkin' all my pain 'til I'm crawlin' Pour it 'til it's empty, lil' bad b*tch with me She don't wanna got to sleep 'til the mornin' [?] on the sink, I been starin' at my face I don't wanna be late to the party Someone chill my mind, but I do this every time I been drinkin' all this pain 'til I'm crawlin' I don't wanna go to sleep 'til the mornin' [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign] I don't wanna go to sleep Rather do that when I'm dead and gone Pop open some 42, she rather do the kettle one Now she givin' me advice 'bout some sh*t that she ain't never done Smokin' Js to the face, I can't be gettin' high with everyone Left and crashed the Porsche, that's okay b*tch, I had insurance Left and did some numbers, I came back and bought a Urus Say that all she needed from me is a little insurance She never find another man like me even with a thesaurus Got more Gs than a forest Charge two-hundred K for the verse and another one for the chorus Stackin' this money enormous, [?] b*tch she look gorgeous [?] for sure, she give me that head like a walrus Bunch of these ni**as sound the same these days and that sh*t garbage [Hit-Boy?] told me "Lil' homie, just be you regardless" Came from [?] apartments Now you the owner of them apartments Used to lean, yeah, whole collection in your closet Tryna pick out somethin' for this party [Chorus: Joyner Lucas, Ty Dolla $ign & Both] I been drinkin' all my pain 'til I'm crawlin' Pour it 'til it's empty, lil bad b*tch with me She don't wanna got to sleep 'til the mornin' [?] on the sink, I been starin' at my face And I don't wanna be late to the party Someone chill my mind, but I do this every time I been drinkin' all this pain 'til I'm crawlin' I don't wanna go to sleep 'til the mornin' I been drinkin' all my pain 'til I'm crawlin' Pour it 'til it's empty, lil bad b*tch with me She don't wanna got to sleep 'til the mornin' (Mornin') [?] on the sink, I been starin' at my face I don't wanna be late to the party Someone chill my mind, but I do this every time I been drinkin' all this pain 'til I'm crawlin' I don't wanna go to sleep 'til the mornin'