Johnie July & Cam Cunningham - Joyful

Motherfucking long ass intro
Son of a bitch, this intro's long
What the fuck, why did they make it this long
Fuck
Damn this intro long
(Long as fuck)
Shit
What the fuck
(Damn)
Yeah
Uh
I been thinking bout position
Throwing pennies to the bottom of that well for wishing
People steady hoping not knowing
That hope allows failure and the opposite energy
That produces fruition, I swear
I stay counting the stars as if I ain't one
I lose count around 100 and some
Not knowing I could've stopped at one
Reminiscing bout them times I reached up in my pocket
Only to find metal objects that were copper I'm numb
To all the fucked up ignorant shit that I've done
That seems to be the smoking gun
Doesn't it
That was sad wasn't it
I had a lot of baggage now I'm unpacking my luggage
Yeah, windows rolled down as I cruise Dixie
I left my piece at home and took my piece of mind with me
I left decline alone and took that grind with me
The mind in me is lethal I'm regal an eagle with vision
I'm fine homie trust me
I'm joyful
Yeah
Done with decline I'm fine, homie trust me I'm joyful
Done with decline I'm fine, homie trust me I'm joyful
Yeah
Done with decline
I'm joyful
Done with decline I'm fine, homie trust me I'm joyful
Homie trust me I'm joyful
Homie trust me I'm joyful
(These bars personal records we boutta bench press)
Homie trust me I'm joyful
Ah, people know... ah alright I almost freestyled, let's go
Okay I got some time
I thought I had to go in right there
Out the way
Bars were heavy though
Hard to lift those
We gon have to do something later on about that
I jump on tracks in my walk with life like they hurdles
My clique's a constellation they're only stars in my circle
Dudes be popping early, then getting burned like some kernels
While I just charge up my powers to shock the game like I'm Virgil
It's funny, dudes running with me laugh cuz they think I'm behind
But they just on lap 4, see I'm already on 9
And this is for the ones who say that they can't find the time
Cuz before the sun is out, I wake up to rise and shine
All I did was give 2 pennies, now I'm getting all these dimes
People come late to the party, I was there before the lines
People tryna dance with me, when all I do in life is grind
For the ones who bout to draft me, they would say that this a crime
Cuz y'all stole me, and now there's a murderer on the loose
Everybody knows they aren't me so armies be sending troops
To try to fight this battle
I go the distance cuz I like to travel
Debating who's the best but closed the case, my mic's the gavel
That means I dropped it when I showed em the skill
But never dropped the ball or held it back, I go for the kill
Just notice the will, is filled, with something that's feeling legendary
I wanna be the best, so secondary's for cemeteries
I never wary, regardless of any situation
Was growing up and believing I had no limitations
It stuck with me like velcro
I might as well go
All the way off and show em it's my world like I'm Elmo
I'm feeling joyful

Written by:
Charles Minlend, John Richard

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