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Joyner Lucas - Late to the Party Lyrics



Joyner Lucas - Late to the Party Lyrics
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[ Featuring Ty Dolla $ign ]

(Ayy, ayy)
(Joyner, Joyner)
(Yeah, Joyner, yeah, Joyner, yeah)

Feels like I did so much dirt, I don't believe in karma (ayy)
Did so much dirt, I had to sleep with armor (yeah, yeah)
All these niggas f*ck around, someone better warn 'em
Like just roll up with that chopper, they ain't see it comin'
And I ain't scared of shit, don't wanna see your honor
Just broke up with my bitch, I don't believe in drama (yeah, yeah)
Plus she for the streets, I don't even want her (whoa)
'Bout to show her true colors, it ain't even autumn, yeah
I got me some money, I needed a coupe, needed a coupe
Ridin' alone, just me and my deuce
A nigga like me never needed a crew
A nigga 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 'em jumpin' right out of they Pumas, it wasn't no rumor
I took his chain and called him an Uber
All of the band, and got the bazooka
This for them days I was scrapin' up change
And would do anything just to get me some mula
I'm sick and tired of these niggas callin' me a sellout 'cause I took a trip to the jeweler
And I just put a hunnid on my wrist too
And yeah, I think I'm cocky 'cause I'm rich too
And yeah, I might just go up in your bitch too
Yeah, can call that ho my hookie like skip school
I remember times we was kids too
Just some youngins gettin' high, we was lit too
Ain't no limit to the grind when the rent's due
I got money on my mind and some bricks too, mm (ayy, ayy)

I been drinkin' all my pain 'til I'm crawlin'
Pour it 'til it's empty, lil' bad bitch with me
She don't wanna got to sleep 'til the mornin'
Mirrors 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'

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
How she givin' me advice 'bout some shit 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, bitch, I had insurance
Left and did some numbers, I came back and bought a Urus
Say that all she needed from me was a little assurance
She'll never find another man like me even with a thesaurus
Got more trees than a forest
Charge two-hundred K for the verse then another one for the chorus
Stackin' this money enormous
Is you a thot? She gorgeous
Is you a thot? For sure, she give me that head like a walrus
Most of these niggas sound the same these days and that shit garbage
Big bro told me, "Lil' homie, just be you regardless"
Came from them apartments now you the owner of them apartments
New Celine, yeah, whole collection in your closet
Tryna pick out somethin' for this party

I been drinkin' all my pain 'til I'm crawlin'
Pour it 'til it's empty, lil' bad bitch with me
She don't wanna got to sleep 'til the mornin'
Mirrors 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 bitch with me
She don't wanna got to sleep 'til the mornin' (mornin')
Mirrors 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'
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(Ayy, ayy)
(Joyner, Joyner)
(Yeah, Joyner, yeah, Joyner, yeah)

Feels like I did so much dirt, I don't believe in karma (ayy)
Did so much dirt, I had to sleep with armor (yeah, yeah)
All these niggas f*ck around, someone better warn 'em
Like just roll up with that chopper, they ain't see it comin'
And I ain't scared of shit, don't wanna see your honor
Just broke up with my bitch, I don't believe in drama (yeah, yeah)
Plus she for the streets, I don't even want her (whoa)
'Bout to show her true colors, it ain't even autumn, yeah
I got me some money, I needed a coupe, needed a coupe
Ridin' alone, just me and my deuce
A nigga like me never needed a crew
A nigga 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 'em jumpin' right out of they Pumas, it wasn't no rumor
I took his chain and called him an Uber
All of the band, and got the bazooka
This for them days I was scrapin' up change
And would do anything just to get me some mula
I'm sick and tired of these niggas callin' me a sellout 'cause I took a trip to the jeweler
And I just put a hunnid on my wrist too
And yeah, I think I'm cocky 'cause I'm rich too
And yeah, I might just go up in your bitch too
Yeah, can call that ho my hookie like skip school
I remember times we was kids too
Just some youngins gettin' high, we was lit too
Ain't no limit to the grind when the rent's due
I got money on my mind and some bricks too, mm (ayy, ayy)

I been drinkin' all my pain 'til I'm crawlin'
Pour it 'til it's empty, lil' bad bitch with me
She don't wanna got to sleep 'til the mornin'
Mirrors 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'

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
How she givin' me advice 'bout some shit 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, bitch, I had insurance
Left and did some numbers, I came back and bought a Urus
Say that all she needed from me was a little assurance
She'll never find another man like me even with a thesaurus
Got more trees than a forest
Charge two-hundred K for the verse then another one for the chorus
Stackin' this money enormous
Is you a thot? She gorgeous
Is you a thot? For sure, she give me that head like a walrus
Most of these niggas sound the same these days and that shit garbage
Big bro told me, "Lil' homie, just be you regardless"
Came from them apartments now you the owner of them apartments
New Celine, yeah, whole collection in your closet
Tryna pick out somethin' for this party

I been drinkin' all my pain 'til I'm crawlin'
Pour it 'til it's empty, lil' bad bitch with me
She don't wanna got to sleep 'til the mornin'
Mirrors 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 bitch with me
She don't wanna got to sleep 'til the mornin' (mornin')
Mirrors 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'
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Writer: Gary Maurice Lucas Jr, Tyrone Griffin
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc., EMPIRE PUBLISHING

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Performed By: Joyner Lucas
Featuring: Ty Dolla $ign
Language: English
Length: 3:17
Written by: Gary Maurice Lucas Jr, Tyrone Griffin

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