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joemari - stoic lyrics

stoic lyrics
[verse 1: joemari]
ah
the way i am, i ain’t the same from what i used to be
[?], i told him no, realize they using me
talk to myself, i feel i’m craziest [?] hear me speak
try holding back my anger, that’s what made my mama scared of me
now we ain’t promised tomorrow, that’s why i keep my glock
before i walk through any mall, always keep it c+cked
ready to pop, like i’m kettle, just don’t get me hot
tote heavy metal, i’m a rockstar, drum sticks’ll hit y’all top
23 on me like i’m lebron, b+tch i been on the block
they saying they gon’ k!ll me but all they do is talk
b+tch we buying foreigns back to back, push to start, white and blood
letting off ’bout 30 like dell curry with this f+cking mag
f+ck with my lil sister, lose your life, it ain’t no finding that
take one of ours, we take yours, back and forth, tit for tat
smart n+gga, i’m a nerd go dumb with my hands on this tec
my brother give me fifty, you can bet i bring a hunnid back
i know [?] ’cause i got pull just like a chin+up
and i don’t f+ck with squares, i got a circle full of winners
n+ggas better have them tints ‘fore bullets fly right through the window
if we catch him without his family, turn his b+tch into a widow, uh
i laugh now, cry later while i remind myself
can’t give a f+ck ’bout anybody, i’m gon’ remain myself
cuz say he tryna do a skit after he popped a pill
he said “i don’t care ’bout going to heaven, boy i’m high as h+ll”
always kept a [?] on my head like turban on bin laden
eight block monsters, they play too much, them n+ggas keep on sliding
b+tch tryna seek out for the opps, them n+ggas keep on hiding
lil shorty always tryna get top and really i don’t mind it
it’s getting hard to show my heart, it’s kinda hard to find it
been doing wrong for so long, i don’t know what right it
been finger f+cking guns so much, we starting to get arthritis
and these beats showing my pain too much, why i be tryna hide it
[verse 2: mbnel]
chh, aye, chh
let me talk to ’em real quick
aye
look what i got now, joe you ‘member days inside my mom’s house?
when we was writing songs in the garage, i had them glocks out
it’s crazy, now i’m doing everything we used to talk ’bout
i got sticks, drums, guitars like everyday, i’m finna rock out
touched my first a hunnid, then i blew it like it was hot soup
but what did folks expect when touching checks and no one taught you
me and bro don’t talk a lot but brother know i always got you
if i ever catch a opp in the passenger, then i got to
’cause i got to, f+cked up but it get greezy, huh
who woulda thought that it get harder ‘fore it get easy, huh
fully automatic, see a sucker, lil swiss cheese it up
i never knew my worth ’til these labels had sumn they seen in us
d+mn, me and my demons having a slow dance
had this pistol make a blizzard, turn a opp into a snowman
told my brothers just be patient, if i could, then we all can
and everybody bleed, i could never fear no man

- joemari lyrics

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