Metro Boomin - Lord Knows lyrics

[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 f** 'em You ain't game then f** 'em You ain't see me then f** 'em If you ain't need me to f** her You ain't got no business here This sh** mine now, finna win this year Ain't no timeout, gotta k** 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 n***as lit in here, yeah Off the rip hide your b**h in here Cause a rich n***a bout to put some sh** in the air b**h we the boydem, b**h we the boydem You know we smokin' that doison, that f**in' doison Metro Boomin on the track man, it's f**in' golden Every time I'm up to bat man, I hit a home run Herb what you told 'em? And everybody round me holdin', pa**in' d** out Everybody round me rollin' and we thugged out Now order up 100 Rosies if you from the struggle Hold up your f**in' 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 f**ed on that my Rollie gold Get an AP when my Rollie old I was 18 when I hit the road f** around and hit 800 hoes It's me, Joey, and Metro Boomin Me, Joey, and Metro boolin' b**hes be buckin' me all on my back And these Balmain jeans makin' me bougie b**h I only f** with exclusives Keep on callin' my phone, you a nuisance You ain't cutting the check f** your two cents Why you hate ese? n***a, I knew sense Ridin' down (?) I'm smokin' and cruisin' n***as be bluffin', they losin' Your ho low, she just s**in' no condoms She came with the [?] 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'