Lyrics:
hardened criminals know the average Joe's miserable woe
Though they both live by different codes
Niggas don't know how I developed such a difficult flow
did you get before heaven sent
Ksi to your life let's measure it
That's none and y'all been his bitch ever since
How you so fat but your bank is not?
To see how much wreck we'd create
'Cause there ain't no party like a 2 Live Party
'Cause a 2 Live Party don't stop!
So come
of the house Right now
Ima set up real quick
But make sure you're ready
I got some new shit
My names maestro
I make beats
But so much more
So much more watch
Aye
the mailbox
Right by the door, and!
I can’t do right by a hoe
I’m G’d up but through my eyes I see my soul
Too much of a player to go out with a hoe
See me in
talk too much but I got beef
When I kill MC's, I cause grief
Devastating mic control is my main goal
My name is Darryl, and his name is (Joe
with big thangs
Jewels chip, money clip, phone flip, the six range
I seen her on the Ave, spotted her more than once
Ass so fat that you could see it
with big thangs
Jewels chip, money clip, phone flip, the six range
I seen her on the Ave, spotted her more than once
Ass so fat that you could see it
of bitches
Outside of my normal, some even hotter bitches
Yeah, shorty say all that's her own body
Chances are she already in the phone probably
Ass fat
I got a hundred more so y'all can move the fuck over
Look my bad, my ego gets ahead of myself
cnd the line between irony and me is sending myself like
Todos son los mas G
Y estan viviendose un show
Reales flow Ñengo
Pero no tienen flow
Inflan el IG
Como el gordo Fat Joe
Y el cuello icy
Porque
not so far
You're gonna hear me whether you like it or not, whether you like it or not
'Cause, 'cause I'm 2016 Fat Joe, who just did seven and a half
groups, so they can put on they fam
Puff Daddy had you samplin' old records to dance
Biggie Smalls made you ball after One More Chance
The radio
Got
More flames than the avatar let me rock your world with this air guitar
Ima splash your face with la agua
Wake up mother fucker you in joe so's
We all from Frisco
With more weight than Fat Joe
I act animal
And mad side slapper
Get your money once again
Busting on rhymes written
I'm trying
lil' stink stain
You like material, so in the future I might get a ring
And ain't gon' cap, you show more love than half them niggas in that gang
Stay by
that’s how girls are
Last year I use to be treated like a clown
Now I’m dropping hits and everybodys handing me the crown
So much water on my neck someone
seems the more I got
Closer to the things that were killing me
Tainted by desires misaligned with my morality
Life in Living Color
Birthed the cult
like Fat Joe
Catch feelings, that’s a no no
Fuck her friend, that’s a low blow
Put a pause on my morals
Take a shot, blow smoke
Head spinning like yo-yos
express how I feel
If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail
Comin up I heard sippin to much booze'll leave you confused
And if you watch
BLAH!! Comin through like G.I. Joe
Star Wars movie deal like Han So-lo
Make you bounce around like this was calyp-so
Always shine cause I got the high pro
(Glad I left ya
So much better
Yeah, no more crying' and stressin'
I'm glad I left
I'm glad I left ya)
Two sips of my Cuban coffee
Lipstick in
hello."
Me and Loretta, we don't talk much more
She sits and stares through the backdoor screen
And all the news just repeats itself
Like some forgotten
fade
Press PLAY
I live by the old rules
Like the old school eses
Boyle Heights
PRIMO
Orale!
Big Luis
RIP OG Jose Solis
One for the town
East 14th
Roddy
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