Joyner Lucas - Lovely lyrics

[Verse 1] f** you doing in this mothef**er, 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 this year We done ate that sh** Funny how they told me to stack this year Now a n***a get colder than central air And your momma should aborted you and left you there, damn I need a ma**age Where the gay b**hes when I need a ménage? She said she got a p**n take that I needed to watch And I remember days where I couldn’t even get by 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 sh**, believe it or not The light skins love me like I’m Chico DeBarge And I ain’t give a f** if you’re sleeping or not Time to wake n***as up, whoo! f** 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 sh** 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? Yeah, 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 n***as doing worse than me And that’s as good as it’s gonna get for now, ‘cause [Hook/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 (ya ya ya) [Verse 2] I got work I could split heads in a drive-by first (?) their brains like a 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 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 f** 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 c**aine for a n***a to flex Real sh**, 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? Well listen to this I remember watching MTV Cribs Thinking how the f** all these whack n***as 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 that was seasonal, geez I think I’mma need a hit for now We all got dreams we could live for now But there’s a whole lot of n***as doing worse than us And that’s as good as it’s gonna get for now, ‘cause [Hook/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 (ya ya ya) [Post-Hook/Chorus] And I’m feeling way way up And I’m looking way way up And my b**hes way way up They miss that ya ya ya And she want that ya ya ya And I got that ya ya ya And we on that ya ya ya 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 a pair of Pradas cost With the ice cream, bottles, and the Häagen-Dazs Somebody getting robbed while the song is on We just want cheese, yea the parmesan I got a b**h at Mickey-D’s, she be working at night And she gon’ let me hit it with pajamas on Yea why these n***as think I’m playing with them Let the paper hit them You be copying the plagiarism I be laying, sitting, standing on the f**ing hater Kick him in the face Them n***as got me twisted, I ain’t saving b**hes 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 freaking do it I guess I don’t really believe in losing I’ve been a winner since I was a little n***a, n***a! Hold up, stop We was trying to win till 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 n***as doing worse than me Motherf**er this as good as it’s gonna get for now, ‘cause [Hook/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 (ya ya ya) [Post-Hook/Chorus] And I’m feeling way way up And I’m looking way way up And my b**hes way way up They miss that ya ya ya And she want that ya ya ya And I got that ya ya ya And we on that ya ya ya Said I’m feeling way way up And I’m looking way way up And my b**hes way way up They miss that ya ya ya And she want that ya ya ya And I got that ya ya ya And we on that ya ya ya Said I’m feeling way way up [Outro] Yo, wa**up, 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 [Voicemail – Singer] *singing*