(Verse 1)
Ayo, First things first, Motherf*cker I don't KNow You
Let's Put in the air, Get it clear that I don't Owe You
Nobody Wants to start off from Scratch with They Own Pro Tools
They Rather Blow You. Bring you to Places You Don't Go To
A Bad Guy, Cause I refuse to remain Local
Or Beef with the People say No to, Cause I'm The Vocal
I don't deal with you dudes, Who seem to think I got my Deal Out the Blue
Four years ago, Sh*t, I was feeling Like You
With 5 Bucks to My Name, Rips and Tears in My shoes
Borrowing Outfits. No Food. Starving. That Miles Sh*t
But Now That Miles on.
n***** act like the Kitchen Oven
Didn't use to keep the Whole House warm. I was without Uhhhh
I ain't except my Flaws
Begging the Dealer for hit like "Please Just accept my Shorts"
Nothing Mine Except for Draws, They Pegged me A Loss.
Misguided. Kid Hopeless. They Miss-quoted m***********
(Chrous)
Sing with Me, Sing for the Year
Sing for the Laughter, Sing for the Tears
Sing with Me, Just for today
Maybe Tomorrow the Good Lord will Take you Away
(Verse 2)
The White Folks see My Truck, Start Reacting, Liking.
Get suprised when Yeah, It's a Black Kid Driving
Thumbs up Now. They Start Yacking Vibrant
Asking me how the Tracks they were interested In Buying?
Hoods see me in it, Say I don't deserve it.
I'm Not worth It. Shouldn't Have it. They Should Jack It
Think I'm Flossing with the Windows down, Staring at Folks.
You Motherf*cker. Joey's Sharing the Hope
And why in the Mall They Eyeing me for? Like I stole Items Before
n****, I could Buy this store
And why When I'm Walking in the Bank Trying to get My Good House and My Mortage
And They Think that Im Forgulent.
Think I can't afford it when the Pores are my skin are dark
and I'm a Young Buck. They Think I got young Bucks.
Dumb f*cks, So ignorant. Think I only came to run Muck
Make me wanna resort to my ways some-what
They say you soft when you Move out the Hood.
And so my goal is to Make all Of My Loved Ones Punks.
My Pop. My Mother. My Son. His Mother. My Girl. My Brother
My Entire Squad will be soft from Far!
Hates Wanna shoot me and Graze Me Blocka!
Cause I'm From the Hood But my Momma Raised Me Proper
If you hating Joey then You Hating the Best
You Hate Yourself. You Hate Growth. Hate Success.
Thinking of the Kids Time In the Hallway Cyphers
And I thank God, He knows it wasn't always Like This
It gets better the More he Guides Us
You Can tell cause the Haters didn't always Dis-Like Us.
(Chrous)
Sing with Me, Sing for the Year
Sing for the Laughter, Sing for the Tears
Sing with Me, Just for today
Maybe Tomorrow the Good Lord will Take you Away
(Verse 3)
Joeys Offering Substance. Without a Mood or Mind Altering Substance
That No Long Alters my Substance
I'm thankfull for every single fan that I get.
And Just think, Years ago, Sh*t, I was planning to quit. But Nah
I'll Keep trooping it for that Tripple Dubbed JoeBudden.com
And Typed "Joey Keeping doing it"
Ya'll Who thought we wouldn't see shine in Jerz.
For the Kids that Idolize me just cause I could Rhyme words.
For Ya'll Struggling, I know its hard getting By.
For dude that said "Calm down". Helped him Stop Getting High
For the Gangsta's. Hustlers. Mobsters That Move Weight.
For dudes that Followed Jump-off from the First Clue tape.
For All the credit that I'm not Use ta'
For the People saying I'm The Future. Thank You.
Ya'll Help a n**** Make it through the Fake Sh*t
Even Do it for the Haters. You too can Make it
From My n***** On the Corner, Give me Pounds and Sh*t
For All the Teachers that said Joey Wouldn't amount to Sh*t
For Mommy At my video Shoot, She Crying it off.
Little Man with the Marker saying "Sign my Ball"
For all Of My true Friends. All the People That Support Me.
The Peopled That Adored Me when they could of Ignored Me
Thinking of the Lincoln High In the Hallway Cyphers
And I thank God, He knows it wasn't always Like This
(Chrous)
Sing with Me, Sing for the Year
Sing for the Laughter, Sing for the Tears
Sing with Me, Just for today
Maybe Tomorrow the Good Lord will Take you Away
Ayo, First things first, Motherf*cker I don't KNow You
Let's Put in the air, Get it clear that I don't Owe You
Nobody Wants to start off from Scratch with They Own Pro Tools
They Rather Blow You. Bring you to Places You Don't Go To
A Bad Guy, Cause I refuse to remain Local
Or Beef with the People say No to, Cause I'm The Vocal
I don't deal with you dudes, Who seem to think I got my Deal Out the Blue
Four years ago, Sh*t, I was feeling Like You
With 5 Bucks to My Name, Rips and Tears in My shoes
Borrowing Outfits. No Food. Starving. That Miles Sh*t
But Now That Miles on.
n***** act like the Kitchen Oven
Didn't use to keep the Whole House warm. I was without Uhhhh
I ain't except my Flaws
Begging the Dealer for hit like "Please Just accept my Shorts"
Nothing Mine Except for Draws, They Pegged me A Loss.
Misguided. Kid Hopeless. They Miss-quoted m***********
(Chrous)
Sing with Me, Sing for the Year
Sing for the Laughter, Sing for the Tears
Sing with Me, Just for today
Maybe Tomorrow the Good Lord will Take you Away
(Verse 2)
The White Folks see My Truck, Start Reacting, Liking.
Get suprised when Yeah, It's a Black Kid Driving
Thumbs up Now. They Start Yacking Vibrant
Asking me how the Tracks they were interested In Buying?
Hoods see me in it, Say I don't deserve it.
I'm Not worth It. Shouldn't Have it. They Should Jack It
Think I'm Flossing with the Windows down, Staring at Folks.
You Motherf*cker. Joey's Sharing the Hope
And why in the Mall They Eyeing me for? Like I stole Items Before
n****, I could Buy this store
And why When I'm Walking in the Bank Trying to get My Good House and My Mortage
And They Think that Im Forgulent.
Think I can't afford it when the Pores are my skin are dark
and I'm a Young Buck. They Think I got young Bucks.
Dumb f*cks, So ignorant. Think I only came to run Muck
Make me wanna resort to my ways some-what
They say you soft when you Move out the Hood.
And so my goal is to Make all Of My Loved Ones Punks.
My Pop. My Mother. My Son. His Mother. My Girl. My Brother
My Entire Squad will be soft from Far!
Hates Wanna shoot me and Graze Me Blocka!
Cause I'm From the Hood But my Momma Raised Me Proper
If you hating Joey then You Hating the Best
You Hate Yourself. You Hate Growth. Hate Success.
Thinking of the Kids Time In the Hallway Cyphers
And I thank God, He knows it wasn't always Like This
It gets better the More he Guides Us
You Can tell cause the Haters didn't always Dis-Like Us.
(Chrous)
Sing with Me, Sing for the Year
Sing for the Laughter, Sing for the Tears
Sing with Me, Just for today
Maybe Tomorrow the Good Lord will Take you Away
(Verse 3)
Joeys Offering Substance. Without a Mood or Mind Altering Substance
That No Long Alters my Substance
I'm thankfull for every single fan that I get.
And Just think, Years ago, Sh*t, I was planning to quit. But Nah
I'll Keep trooping it for that Tripple Dubbed JoeBudden.com
And Typed "Joey Keeping doing it"
Ya'll Who thought we wouldn't see shine in Jerz.
For the Kids that Idolize me just cause I could Rhyme words.
For Ya'll Struggling, I know its hard getting By.
For dude that said "Calm down". Helped him Stop Getting High
For the Gangsta's. Hustlers. Mobsters That Move Weight.
For dudes that Followed Jump-off from the First Clue tape.
For All the credit that I'm not Use ta'
For the People saying I'm The Future. Thank You.
Ya'll Help a n**** Make it through the Fake Sh*t
Even Do it for the Haters. You too can Make it
From My n***** On the Corner, Give me Pounds and Sh*t
For All the Teachers that said Joey Wouldn't amount to Sh*t
For Mommy At my video Shoot, She Crying it off.
Little Man with the Marker saying "Sign my Ball"
For all Of My true Friends. All the People That Support Me.
The Peopled That Adored Me when they could of Ignored Me
Thinking of the Lincoln High In the Hallway Cyphers
And I thank God, He knows it wasn't always Like This
(Chrous)
Sing with Me, Sing for the Year
Sing for the Laughter, Sing for the Tears
Sing with Me, Just for today
Maybe Tomorrow the Good Lord will Take you Away