Joyner Lucas - Say Hello to Adele lyrics

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Joyner Lucas - Say Hello to Adele lyrics

[Produced by Austin Wig] [Verse 1] Now I be lying if I, I be Now I be lying if I told you I ain't trying to get rich I need mines, I need grind, ain't no time for no b**h I'm surprised I'm alive, oh my god, take him up Make him fly, break him even They been sleeping, wake them up They got molly, they got bands, I got fans, I got ooh I got dro, I got grams, I got damn, I got blow, hoe I got what you need, homie don't raise your voice at me my G All these eyes on me, I see, that's word to Pac and B.I.G. I be, I be On stages, and ain't there nowhere I got to go I ain't got no f**ing patience that's one thing you got to know All these rappers in my way, they think they famous, I don't know When I watch them hit the pavement I'ma feel like Holly Holms I swear it don't get no better than this I told my b**h we better get rich Then flip these chips and get a new whip And twist my wrist in front of ya, none of ya Want to get pimped you son of a prick, let's flip this win and then uh Jump in the air I just want to dig a hole in a cell I just want to say Hello to Adele [Bridge] Yeah yeah whooh whooh I just want to let you know that I'm here I just want to sing a song and a prayer I just want to make a toast to El Chapo My idol, I might dig a hole in a cell I should probably change my hoe to affair I could probably make your hoe disappear Different emotions you don't know what to feel [Verse 2] Always feel like my jeans burning No bail and I'm seen murdering New gold grills and your teeth hurt I'm still walking and my feet hurt Where's Uber when you need one? Just tell me where you see one I'm driving bars on the wall Okay, where's Luda when you need her? Listen, I'm my back to the wall Then I'm back to the zone, I'm in a Twilight If you ever get a minute tell them other little n***as I've been winning I've been doing it from hindsight Don't you ever get a pen in on my level never said I'm not a rebel don't you ever get on my mic And you ever been a kid and been a winner by the n***as and the pen I'ma end 'em in the limelight rhyme-light I'm like, I'm like Swish swish whooh I'm like eh ya hoe, there I go I'ma k** the game this year Say I won't, may I? Woo I don't give a f** about no haters or what I never did I got angels here and that's evident I got halos all in my head I swear [Hook] Y'all done lost your motherf**ing mind, ooh Y'all done... Y'all done lost... Lost your motherf**ing mind, ooh Y'all done... Ya... Y'all done lost your motherf**ing mind, ooh Y'all done... Y'all done lost... Lost your motherf**ing mind, ooh Y'all done, lost your motherf**ing mind [Verse 3] Got what you need, this that 24-hour spot This that Ma**achusetts, Kawasaki, and the Yamaha My Mama, Auntie, told me if I ever started drama I can go to jail But f** the cops And tell the judge to s** my co*k and go to hell No filter, but I got real love n***as ain't real son, tryna get meals but Everyone's still friends, she don't got heels on But her a** still fat, bet if I hit that she gonna tear up Where are my real thugs, when they gonna hear us, when they gonna feel us? Everyone act cray Don't know what make they way I tell your b**h: ay baby Poppa can't crip stand They ball so hard since wristbands So my broads ain't got no implants, these bras ain't got no kickstands, and I know it though Hold up f** what you feel I just want to sell salt to a snail I just want to sell a hoe to a queer I just want to go to Oprah and Phil Give them both a little coke and some pills I remember when I had to scrape a little change just to go to the store for some milk I remember when my ex b**h didn't come home, she was stroking the field I don't think you really know how I feel I don't think you n***as know how to chill, whooh So, the f** is you thinking you older than me? You got some type of control over me? Just cause you got some sh** you can hold over me, like you running this sh**? Act like I won't put my tongue in your b**h Bring her closer to me And then go to the beach, sit in the water Don't act like you not an emotional creep I pull over the jeep (skrrt, skrrt) [Bridge] I just want to let you know that I'm here I just want to sing a song and a prayer I just want to make a toast to El Chapo My idol, I might dig a hole in a cell I just want to say Hello to Adele I could probably make your hoe disappear I don't think you n***as know how it feels [Hook] Y'all done lost your motherf**ing mind, ooh Y'all done... Y'all done lost... Lost your motherf**ing mind, ooh Y'all done... Ya... Y'all done lost your motherf**ing mind, ooh Y'all done... Y'all done lost... Lost your motherf**ing mind, ooh Y'all done, lost your motherf**ing mind