Lord Knows (Feat. Joey Bada$$) [Prod. by Metro Boomin]
[Produced by Metro Boomin]
[Hook: Joey Bada$$] I got some problems only Lord knows Came up from the bottom off my own road Yesterday I bought myself my own Rolls It had diamonds in the bezel with the rose gold Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin' Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin' Cause you don't help me with nothin' Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin' Can't ask me for nothin'
[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$ & G Herbo] All I know is this hustlin' All I know is this strugglin' All I know, I can't trust him If you ain't with me then fuck 'em You ain't game then fuck 'em You ain't see me then fuck 'em If you ain't need me to fuck her You ain't got no business here This shit mine now, finna win this year Ain't no timeout, gotta kill this here Better watch my mouth when you enter here Uh, and we don't show no feelings here It's a whole bunch young niggas lit in here, yeah Off the rip hide your bitch in here Cause a rich nigga bout to put some shit in the air Bitch we the boydem, bitch we the boydem You know we smokin' that doison, that fuckin' doison Metro Boomin on the track man, it's fuckin' golden Every time I'm up to bat man, I hit a home run Herb what you told 'em? And everybody round me holdin', passin' drugs out Everybody round me rollin' and we thugged out Now order up 100 Rosies if you from the struggle Hold up your fuckin' Rollie and order up a double
[Hook] I got some problems only Lord knows Came up from the bottom off my own road Yesterday I bought myself my own Rolls It had diamonds in the bezel with the rose gold Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin' Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin' Cause you don't help me with nothin' Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin' Can't ask me for nothin'
[Verse 2: G-Herbo] Got some problems only Lord knows Sometimes I need a break but I got more shows I was fucked on that my Rollie gold Get an AP when my Rollie old I was 18 when I hit the road Fuck around and hit 800 hoes It's me, Joey, and Metro Boomin Me, Joey, and Metro boolin' Bitches be buckin' me all on my back And these Balmain jeans makin' me bougie Bitch I only fuck with exclusives Keep on callin' my phone, you a nuisance You ain't cutting the check fuck your two cents Why you hate ese? Nigga, I knew sense Ridin' down (?) I'm smokin' and cruisin' Niggas be bluffin', they losin' Your ho low, she just suckin' no condoms She came with the [?] me, pour the juice in Studio full of backwoods, we boofin' Drugs on us, we dealing and using Guns on us you stealin' we shootin' Lord knows that I didn't wanna use it 50 bands, 100 bands all I understand All that Alexander McQueen got another pair All that Alexander McQueen all I wanna wear And my homies keep askin' for cups of the lean, I don't wanna share
[Hook] I got some problems only Lord knows Came up from the bottom off my own road Yesterday I bought myself my own Rolls It had diamonds in the bezel with the rose gold Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin' Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin' Cause you don't help me with nothin' Can't ask me for nothin', can't ask me for nothin' Can't ask me for nothin'