Lonely
Huh
They call me that bad boy Joe El Cruz Now
You already know
I don't sing for the foolish i sing for the intelligent
I don't play with the intelligent
I play with the foolish to make them intelligent
So both intelligent can fly on italy jet
Stop looking down on yourself, One day you gonna be of use
Stop making me confused because you are really in use
I ain't afraid of anyone, you got your money your fame
I got my heart right here
I don't need love anymore, e got me sick
I've been in the sink of love for so long, i didn't be seen
I've been on the road for so long
Got to go home make mama proud nigga
I remember back then
There's a lot of Cockroach in my house
Up till now still gots cockroach In my life
Get me the rede let me take some cockroaches out of My life (YEAH)
They said they are your friends, but they don't Understand your pains
They call themselves your friends, but they don't Know your pains
Everyday they are calling, texting, Commenting, calling you BLOOD
I ain't trying to be a hero, I'm just getting out from zero
So don't try to be a hero
Don't blame me go get yours, i was once like you nigga
Quite calling me boss,
Go be your own boss But you can't be boss like me
Watch your step coz I'm dripping in my world
Got my legs everywhere, my hands in the sky
I've been to many city, I've been to the state
Got my head at steak, i didn't make no mistake
All these bitches calling me,wanna fuck my steak
Stop calling me i ain't hearing you no more
Got unfinished business with my goal don't please call
I don't need to score the goal before I win the game
Already got the goals in my hands now I need to go
My hands don't take anymore, my hands gives everyone
This life ain't about money, I talk bout love nobody wanna listen
They all wanna die for the money
They never knew the chicken has gone bad
Gone bad Gone bad Gone bad Gone bad Gone bad Gone bad
Joe mine... Joe ahh
Oooh. aim... Joe ahh
Joe mine... Joe ahh (Call me bad boy Joe)
Oooh... aim... Joe ahh (That's what I'm talking about)
Alright, YEAH
They call me bad boy Joe
I don't joke with what's mine, I don't take what's mine
I don't mean to go bad, actually am not bad
I'm just bing calm, now i wanna go hot
Hey girl call my name properly i don't speak Chinese
I know i don't way 12ins but i can still get you what you wish
I've been so lonely searching for the money (Money)
I need a girl call salony to be my honey
I don't need to knee already got the money
Got you what you wish for
But i didn't got what i dream for true love
They call me that bad boy Joe El Cruz Now
You already know
I don't sing for the foolish i sing for the intelligent
I don't play with the intelligent
I play with the foolish to make them intelligent
So both intelligent can fly on italy jet
Stop looking down on yourself, One day you gonna be of use
Stop making me confused because you are really in use
I ain't afraid of anyone, you got your money your fame
I got my heart right here
I don't need love anymore, e got me sick
I've been in the sink of love for so long, i didn't be seen
I've been on the road for so long
Got to go home make mama proud nigga
I remember back then
There's a lot of Cockroach in my house
Up till now still gots cockroach In my life
Get me the rede let me take some cockroaches out of My life (YEAH)
They said they are your friends, but they don't Understand your pains
They call themselves your friends, but they don't Know your pains
Everyday they are calling, texting, Commenting, calling you BLOOD
I ain't trying to be a hero, I'm just getting out from zero
So don't try to be a hero
Don't blame me go get yours, i was once like you nigga
Quite calling me boss,
Go be your own boss But you can't be boss like me
Watch your step coz I'm dripping in my world
Got my legs everywhere, my hands in the sky
I've been to many city, I've been to the state
Got my head at steak, i didn't make no mistake
All these bitches calling me,wanna fuck my steak
Stop calling me i ain't hearing you no more
Got unfinished business with my goal don't please call
I don't need to score the goal before I win the game
Already got the goals in my hands now I need to go
My hands don't take anymore, my hands gives everyone
This life ain't about money, I talk bout love nobody wanna listen
They all wanna die for the money
They never knew the chicken has gone bad
Gone bad Gone bad Gone bad Gone bad Gone bad Gone bad
Joe mine... Joe ahh
Oooh. aim... Joe ahh
Joe mine... Joe ahh (Call me bad boy Joe)
Oooh... aim... Joe ahh (That's what I'm talking about)
Alright, YEAH
They call me bad boy Joe
I don't joke with what's mine, I don't take what's mine
I don't mean to go bad, actually am not bad
I'm just bing calm, now i wanna go hot
Hey girl call my name properly i don't speak Chinese
I know i don't way 12ins but i can still get you what you wish
I've been so lonely searching for the money (Money)
I need a girl call salony to be my honey
I don't need to knee already got the money
Got you what you wish for
But i didn't got what i dream for true love
Credits
Writer(s): Lil Khudee
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