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Ready prepped like Patagonia 
But I'm usually by the beach 
Toes in the sand 
Jkoomdai nasty as bologna 
A nigga feel like uncle forty 
Shit you talking

Working up a fever in a one-horse town
was a Jockey by the name of Joe
He didn't have a lot of you might call luck
but he had a lot of get up and go

to my Gee
He just bought a New Benz
Broskies the real gees
Ya
Nobody but the Muchis
Ya
What a blessing, that God blessed me With.
God by my side, He never

Yeah
Joey coming with that heat
Yeah
Yeah
Comin' in with a bang, you should be gettin' out the way
Yeah you talkin' all that smack, I don't care what

Like, like Josh and Justin and Jamie and Jeanie and Joey and Luther
Thanks!
Ah-uh, thank you trust(?), thanks everyone we know-whoa-whoa
You know what

Twenty four hour radio ban

For indecency determined by the F.U.C.C.

Why are we so anesthetized to the lies?

Because we do it in our own lives

We

for my people, like I'm Joey, I ain't bad yet
It's, "Fuck 12," 'til I'm resting in my casket
You cannot silence the prodigy
Nigga, this was the prophecy

Yeah
Joey you ready he he he
Let's go (Ya ya ya)
Yeah
You should know me by now

Beat too mad I go sleep here 
Get pjs and night wears
Turn your

you kept your smile, 
No they couldn’t take it from you Even if they tried,
Took a couple L’s With the homies by our side, 
Took a lot for me to put

if somebody ask me

I’ll just reply it’s fine

I feel it’s set up by design

To keep a guard up

I’m proudly holding my heart up

Doesn’t matter when

fucked up the reason for my raps (What)
Now I'm relaxed
Don't wanna end up like Eminem go and have a relapse (No way)
Just got sobered up by the words

keep an eye open, head up, and ears clean 
Millennium Malcolm X success by any means 
I never did it for C.R.E.A.M, just a dream, to hear screams

Ohhh

Joey

Gbedu!

Ohhhh

Ayyy ayyy


Fuck the beat up as I start 
Black hole in my heart,
Pay my check I play my part,
I’m like a dart,
Spitting

Intro:

You already know it’s Joey B

This shit called Real Talk

Lemme show you why!

YEAH (X4)

Verse 1: 

Not a thought on my mind 
Put my life

their still broke though,
Niggas think they can cope but there’s no hope though 
I’m super soaking these hoes
Joey Bad leaving no hope for these hoes

Guess it’s ok at the beginning of a new night
After the relations between us blaze, flame on, let it ignite.
I take them case by case but baby you’re

like Tic Tac Toe

Check out the roster cleared 6 feet
Sponsored by Nike we are elite

Just like Max I am the center
Get back on bottom we know you

the lead
Joey kick it similar to rocket league
That's properly
Nicest in these cyphers
That's no probably
Commonly catch me steaming  greens just like

and Grimace
It was love
It was respect
For whatever lane
You happened to frequent
We made it to the weekend
Like the Weekend
Blinded by light

Home of the brave

shout out to Laz, that's my big homie
Yeah, that's Joey, he puttin' the ice on it
Devil my target, I'm hittin' precise, homie
If it's dark in yo' life,

a good day finally got my bills paid
Pulled up to the Caf just got hit on by the lunch lady
The J we flamed is kicking in my brain is feeling hazy
Got

So Fine 
Written by: Joey Tiano & Immanuel Agostino Artist: The Nolas

So fine, wine and dine
5u00279 tell me oh, oh, oh, oh
So fine, trouble so kind

J-O-E-Y on the beat and I came with the heat
Cause you know that that boy in a duffle
Every day I'm always working till I get my momma a Birkin
I

a sweep
Nigga we two by two in this jeep
Rolling that Joe listening to Meek
Drop that Lo we just trying to meet
I let it go better move ya feet
Bust down