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ps5 true story - showjoe lyrics

[verse]
2021 i was up in that box
thinking to myself “how the f*ck imma get out?”
got all these lyrics that i gotta get out
now i get paid for the words that i spit out
b*tch on my d*ck ’cause she see i’m the sh*t now
i got some money she know that i’m lit now
keep stepping ’til my legs give out
i can’t wait, gotta take a risk now
my momma she think that i’m rich now
my poppa he think that i’m rich now
my auntie she think that i’m rich now
my whole family think i’m rich now
they think i got money to give out
whole time been putting that sh*t in my craft
to get all the dreams i wanna live out
i was 16 when i was getting that money
i was tryna get up with internet money
figured out how to get internеt money
next thing you know i’m at internеt money
signed my deal, well it was with 10k
but the deal worth way more than 10k
got the cash, blew it all in the same day
i don’t gotta trip no more i’m straight
b*tch n*gga calling my phone, brr
“showjoe let me tell you ’bout a little place”
let me put you on to some cash you can make
all you gotta do is drop 35k
sh*t look smooth so i tell ’em “okay”
pull out my phone and log in to my bank
yeah i got cash, but it’s more to be made
gotta take risks if you wanna get cake
d*mn, i’m tripping, i’m tripping, i’m tripping
my og he told me to chill
i’m cool on my on my own i don’t listen
i’m good yeah i know what i’m doing
if i lose it all i ain’t b*tching
turns out that i blew it all
i’m praying to god, gotta fix it
first deal that i signed i blew it
i told y’all i was chasing the music
whole time i ain’t know what i was doing
19 i was so d*mn stupid
got this money i don’t know what to do with it
flight to j*pan, flight to milan, flight to paris all the cash i blew through it
sh*t, well i still gotta keep up the motion
i was in new york with no bread
j*bands said here you could hold this
man it’s hard to find people that ride or you
in the same breathe, yeah they might die for you
j*bands told me “bro do not trip”
i’ll sell my ps5 for you
true story i would not lie to you
that right there did way more for me than a lot of you
and that sh*t right there what you call loyalty
ain’t really much else that i could ask for
okay so now we can make sh*t shake
five hundred dollars can add to the bank
but i ain’t take it it, i told him “i’m straight”
if i die shooting then it was my fate
that was the motivation that i needed
that was the brother love i was seeking
lot of us woulda had got deleted
thank you god, energy that i needed
why would i ever bring flowers to your grave?
when you’re only one call away
lot of families that you helped be straight
it’s a lot of people that depended on j*
bands, bands, bands bands, bands, bands, bands bands, bands, bands, bands
that is not a homie that is not my mans
that right there a brother, that’s who you call fam
and thank god i got a lot of them
thank god i got enough
times they was hard they was rough
me and my team, we was stuck
now i feel like with the help of hard work and god we can’t be touched
now i feel like with the help of faith and god we can’t be stuck
without ish i am none
without b i ain’t none
without uno i ain’t none
without my team i ain’t none
we might not talk for a minute
but know it’s always still love
imma ball hard ’til the sundown imma ball ’til god say i’m done

- showjoe lyrics

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