Active Lyrics – Joyner Lucas

Read the full Active lyrics by Joyner Lucas and Big Sean along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Joyner Lucas's music, you can also explore Time Is Money and Listen To My Demo, two other songs by Joyner Lucas.

Look what you n!ggas done started
Just say what I wanted, but you out in forces, ayy
You know this s*it go retarded
I might just hit up your block on a short bus, ayy
I took the dinner withJjigga
Instead of the money, I needed a shortcut, ayy
Give me advice how to quit at McDonalds
So I can get into the Forbes list, ayy
I don't want sit with no therapist
All they gon' do is just fill me with poison, uh
Book me another appointment, uh
All I keep hearing was noises, uh
Ain't nothing worse than going through s*it as a kid
And you feel like you voiceless, yeah
I swear that s*it is annoying, uh
You ain't gon' leave me no choices, uh
Ain't no one knocking this boy off the pedestal
I do you dirty if I get the best of you
B!tch, I'm a virus, our s*it is infectable
I heard your album, that s*it was forgettable
Ain't no big three if we being respectable (Buck, buck)
Too many legends to leave out the spectable (Buck, buck)
Fu*k your top five when that s*it is subjectable
I'm 'bout to stick up this b!tch like the rent is due (Ayy)
That's what that pressure do

Nobody better move, that's not acceptable, I'm non-accessible (Boi)
I read the room when it's not even legible (Boi)
I'm on a roll, if I'm gon' play your road, just know I go Heath Ledger you, yeah
Yeah and I'm sorry, not sorry, I'm going Shikari on hoes, see I'm ten steps ahead of you
Trusted the hate, I'm susceptible
Came after Em and I'm stacking these M's
Yeah, I'm stacking 'em like they collectibles, wait (Hello)
If you answer the phone for that n!gga
To say what he saying, ho, just know I'm dead to you, woah
I'm taking chances, it's federal
I know he thinking he got away, trust it's gon' hit him later like a edible
Don't worry 'bout what I'm doing
Just know that I'm doing that rich n!gga, real n!gga s*it that you never do
Been through so much, I can still feel the residue
Hop on the beat, treat that b!tch like confessional (Brrr)
Said now I feel like I'm wearing the reverand's shoes
Giving a better view, y'all n!ggas never knew (Buck, buck)
HNIC going ADHD
Yeah, except for the money, it's all ADD (Brrr)
Out in DC, shows sold out like AC/DC, woah
My girl in there, why keep on calling like me?
God, she ever believe in me?

How can they even be crazy to think they can ever compete with me?
Me and Big Sean run this b!tch 'til our knees are weak
This is God's timing, I'm right where I need to be
But I'm an evil seed, I keep a Uzi to shoot through your Bimmer, G
Turn you to Swizz, but your b!tch ain't Alicia Keys
I fu*k your chick at the ho' so freakily

You know this s*it get active (Active)
Active (Active), active (Active), active (Active)
Active (Active, woah), active (Active, woah), active (Active, woah)
I love when the s*it get active (Active)
Active (Active), active (Active), active (Active)
My b!tch active (Active, damn), active (Active, damn), active (Active, damn)
I'm outside when this s*it get active
Uh, uh (Boi)
Woah, woah (Ayy)
Woah, Joyner
Woah, woah
Joyner, Joyner, Joyner (Boi)

I'm active whenever the lights go down
The sun come up, your life so down
The medicine turn me to a psycho now
I'm hearing them screams, I like those sounds
I been the underdog, I don't like your crown
The n!ggas treat me like my life don't count (Buck, buck)
I hate weird n!ggas, I don't like those crowds
But don't judge me, I don't like Joe Brown (Ayy, ayy)
Turn your life around, I keep to myself when the knife around
I'm Halloween night when the lights go out
I'm feeling like I'm living in Michael's house
Twelve-inch blade and the micro proud
Hitting these streets, gotta pipe hoes down
A long d!ck n!gga and it's quite profound
She wanna get hit like a fight broke out, out
I'm activated like Jerry curl
All in the head like I'm gon' off the Henny, girl (Buck)
I'm way too picky to cut away every girl
I need a wifey, but she can't be any girl
No, I don't argue with b!tches who petty
And pissing me off like you live in R Kelly world (Ayy, ayy)
Ain't nothing funny, do I look like SNL?
This s*it get really real
You know the block is watching over us
So not a week the cops is knocking
I get lit in these street, but the opps is jocking
N!gga, I'm not a beast, I'm a Loch Ness Monster (Ayy)
Who the fu*k got the keys to unlock this monster? (Ayy)
I'ma turn on your dregs in the rasta pasta
Make a fu*k n!gga red like a pot of lobster
Where I'm from, even kids got the blocka-blocka

S*it get active (Active, ayy)
Active (Active, ayy), active (Active, Joyner), active (Active)
Active (Active, woah), active (Active, woah), active (Active, woah)
Yeah, I love when the s*it get active (Damn)
Active (Active, uh), active (Active, woah), active
My b!tch active (Active, damn), active (Active, damn), active (Active, damn)
I'm outside when this s*it get active