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Joey Badass - Wanna Be Loved Lyrics
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Yeah
Yeah, niggas got jokes ('95 shit)
Ten years, me and you gon' have matching Benz's (all the time shit)
Ten years? Niggas more like ten days (always on my mind shit)
(Yeah) ten days
Yeah, look, uh

Just to sniff them roses, you might miss the violence
Overly contemptment just for somethin' more excitin' (follow me, follow me)
Just to never find it (yeah), like f*ck it, never mind it (nah)
I wear my heart out on my sleeve, I just refuse to hide it (hide it, hide it)
Vulnerability, peace and the tranquility (uh-huh)
I give it all I got and to the best of my ability, yeah
I take it day by day with grace and that humility
'Cause I done live in way too much hostility
F*ck if niggas feelin' me or not, these just, just my shoes
Thirty thousand feet above the block, this just, just my view
Bitch, I ain't got shit to lose, please don't make me lose my cool
I ain't got shit to prove to you 'cause this ain't nothin' new
What more do they want from me? (What?) Demons, they been hauntin' me (yeah)
Satan tryna offer me a deal that's gon' be hard for me to say no (f*ck 'em)
Battlin' these evils, it's a struggle every day though
Bitch, I'm finna die about it, where the f*ck my halo? (Bitch)
Surrounded by my angels (right), they cover every angle (facts)
Back up on my feet and now the devil tryna tangle (yeah)
Sometimes, the pot of gold is the rainbow (sometimes, it, yeah)
I said, "Sometimes, the pot of gold is," f*ck it

Long as the wheels keep turnin' and the fire keep burnin' (skrrt)
And you know us real niggas, don't stop (respect that, homie)
Long as the world keep spinnin' and my girl keep grinnin' (yeah, that's right)
And you know we gon' make it to the top
We just wanna be loved, oh (yeah)
We don't wanna be judged (no, no, no, no, no)
We wanna be accepted (we wanna be, ayy)
Never wanna be neglected (throw it up, yeah)
We just wanna be loved (look, uh)

My nigga just left the pen' and he been tryna get back on his feet
His father died, he was inside, said the cancer beat 'em
Baby momma playin' hide and seek with his lil' legacy
Allegedly, she f*cked with some lil' nigga, it's 'bout the wedding ring
But, P.O. On his ass, he can't have so much as a misdemeanor
Oh, he goin' back, he doin' bad so he been heavy drinkin'
Show him love for Heaven's sake but I don't know what the hell he thinkin'
A cycle that we gotta break or we just run in place
One hand could wash the other, both hands could wash the face
I'ma stand beside my brother, take the stand and fabricate
Make sure that you good, you need a hug, you need a handshake, nigga?
Back in the hood, you need some money, so he antsy and he buggin'
And thuggin', ain't buzzin' in the city
With the safety on the semi like Xavier McKinney
Giant world, niggas mind too many
Ain't too many minorities seen the possibilities
Dodgin' enemies, mind jittery, lookin' to find an identity
Niggas be flodgin', niggas be finicky, I hope you try to forgive me
If you gon' ride with me, then ride with me
Got a Glock-9 and God with me
Gotta watch mine, keep eyes with me at the stop sign
(They slide, bullet go, they go bullet up)

Long as the wheels keep turnin' and the fire keep burnin' (skrrt)
And you know us real niggas, don't stop
Long as the world keep spinnin' and my girl keep grinnin
And you know we gon' make it to the top 9that's right)
We just wanna be loved, oh (we just wanna be loved)
We don't wanna be judged (and we don't wanna be judged)
We wanna be accepted (we wanna be)
Never wanna be neglected (never wanna be)
We just wanna be loved

Blessings come like one-and-one, baby
But you crossed my mind
We all pressed for time
I think now's the time
Why you act so hard to find, baby?
It blows my mind
This might define crazy
I be losin' my mind, baby
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Yeah
Yeah, niggas got jokes ('95 shit)
Ten years, me and you gon' have matching Benz's (all the time shit)
Ten years? Niggas more like ten days (always on my mind shit)
(Yeah) ten days
Yeah, look, uh

Just to sniff them roses, you might miss the violence
Overly contemptment just for somethin' more excitin' (follow me, follow me)
Just to never find it (yeah), like f*ck it, never mind it (nah)
I wear my heart out on my sleeve, I just refuse to hide it (hide it, hide it)
Vulnerability, peace and the tranquility (uh-huh)
I give it all I got and to the best of my ability, yeah
I take it day by day with grace and that humility
'Cause I done live in way too much hostility
F*ck if niggas feelin' me or not, these just, just my shoes
Thirty thousand feet above the block, this just, just my view
Bitch, I ain't got shit to lose, please don't make me lose my cool
I ain't got shit to prove to you 'cause this ain't nothin' new
What more do they want from me? (What?) Demons, they been hauntin' me (yeah)
Satan tryna offer me a deal that's gon' be hard for me to say no (f*ck 'em)
Battlin' these evils, it's a struggle every day though
Bitch, I'm finna die about it, where the f*ck my halo? (Bitch)
Surrounded by my angels (right), they cover every angle (facts)
Back up on my feet and now the devil tryna tangle (yeah)
Sometimes, the pot of gold is the rainbow (sometimes, it, yeah)
I said, "Sometimes, the pot of gold is," f*ck it

Long as the wheels keep turnin' and the fire keep burnin' (skrrt)
And you know us real niggas, don't stop (respect that, homie)
Long as the world keep spinnin' and my girl keep grinnin' (yeah, that's right)
And you know we gon' make it to the top
We just wanna be loved, oh (yeah)
We don't wanna be judged (no, no, no, no, no)
We wanna be accepted (we wanna be, ayy)
Never wanna be neglected (throw it up, yeah)
We just wanna be loved (look, uh)

My nigga just left the pen' and he been tryna get back on his feet
His father died, he was inside, said the cancer beat 'em
Baby momma playin' hide and seek with his lil' legacy
Allegedly, she f*cked with some lil' nigga, it's 'bout the wedding ring
But, P.O. On his ass, he can't have so much as a misdemeanor
Oh, he goin' back, he doin' bad so he been heavy drinkin'
Show him love for Heaven's sake but I don't know what the hell he thinkin'
A cycle that we gotta break or we just run in place
One hand could wash the other, both hands could wash the face
I'ma stand beside my brother, take the stand and fabricate
Make sure that you good, you need a hug, you need a handshake, nigga?
Back in the hood, you need some money, so he antsy and he buggin'
And thuggin', ain't buzzin' in the city
With the safety on the semi like Xavier McKinney
Giant world, niggas mind too many
Ain't too many minorities seen the possibilities
Dodgin' enemies, mind jittery, lookin' to find an identity
Niggas be flodgin', niggas be finicky, I hope you try to forgive me
If you gon' ride with me, then ride with me
Got a Glock-9 and God with me
Gotta watch mine, keep eyes with me at the stop sign
(They slide, bullet go, they go bullet up)

Long as the wheels keep turnin' and the fire keep burnin' (skrrt)
And you know us real niggas, don't stop
Long as the world keep spinnin' and my girl keep grinnin
And you know we gon' make it to the top 9that's right)
We just wanna be loved, oh (we just wanna be loved)
We don't wanna be judged (and we don't wanna be judged)
We wanna be accepted (we wanna be)
Never wanna be neglected (never wanna be)
We just wanna be loved

Blessings come like one-and-one, baby
But you crossed my mind
We all pressed for time
I think now's the time
Why you act so hard to find, baby?
It blows my mind
This might define crazy
I be losin' my mind, baby
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Writer: Che Jessamy, Christian Imani Terry-Smith, Destin Route, Guy Vaquer, Jane Vaquer, Jo Vaugh Virginie, Noleac Yahsin, Powers Pleasant
Copyright: Lyrics © SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB., Reservoir Media Management, Inc.

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