I Wish I Knew Lyrics – Joyner Lucas

Read the complete I Wish I Knew Lyrics by Joyner Lucas along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Joyner Lucas’s music, you can also explore One Of Them and Tear Me Down, two other songs by Joyner Lucas.

Nephew, it’s your uncle Snoop Dogg
I need you to show these motherfu*kers how it’s done, mofo
Show these b!tch n!ggas what this ADHD 2 s*it is all about
You understand me?
Show these motherfu*kers, Joyner
What you playing for?
Let’s go

Ain’t no medicine could save me, n!gga
I’m too far gone, my brain too fu*ked
I’m coming like woah
No turning back, gotta get to where I’m going

My ADHD keep jumping like woah
S*it that I lived in, will never understand
You could never be me
We ain’t nothing alike, woah
Came a long way from the bottomless pit
Now look at me, b!tch
I’m stunting like woah
Got a lil’ b!tch, n!gga, sour
Prolly go to jail before I ever be a coward
I prolly be dead ‘fore I ever get flowers
I might take that ‘fore I ever be honored
I try to be something the industry proud of
But n!ggas wasn’t giving me nada
Got a blick on me if you ever need drama
No vest on me like I never seen karma

Woah

The way I was raised, I knew I’d forever be a problem
Never got the love that I needed at home
I was misunderstood, s*it turned me to a monster, yeah
Dad always letting me down
But my step-pops raised me and showed me I never need to bother, yeah
Now a n!gga be rich, so it’ll be a cold day in Hell ‘fore a b!tch n!gga ever get a dollar
And I ain’t got love for nobody give a fu*k about me

I’m a self-made n!gga, you ain’t nothing without me
Ain’t too many motherfu*kers I trust around me
I been through the storm, ain’t nothing I ain’t seen
Lot of n!ggas thought I’d give up, but not me
Told a n!gga you swing, one duck and I weave
When my homies drink with a cup of Ali
And my b!tch gotta ride ’til the wheels fall off
I fu*k a bad b!tch ’til her heels fall off
You a dog, I get your whole tail sawed off
And your head chopped off, I’m a real lost cause
I’m real fu*ked up, I’m still caught off
Ain’t no pellet gun, this a real sawed off
Pop a weave ‘fore a n!gga tryna pop something off
Hit a n!gga in the back, that’s a real raw dog
Like, pause
N!gga feel showing off
Too much time on your hands ’til your hands blowing off
I got money in the bank, got deals going off
I could sell my catalog, but I’m still holding off
Got pulling on me and they still holding on
Lot of n!ggas did me dirty and they still wanna bond
Give my hand to a n!gga and he still want a arm
Wanna write his tracks, but he still want a song
What the fu*k?

Look, I ain’t ever sleeping, relieving the pressure (Joyner)
Came from the bottom where we can see a homicide like every week, put the heat under the dresser
Think one day I’ma see better, hate the poverty, fact never settle
When I grow up, then I’m hoping I never see a stretcher
Mama working 9-to-5, she was tryna keep it together
If I ever make it, I want a chance to make a difference
To get it in and take all the problems that we were living in
out of our ways, so we never live in this s*it again
Then maybe then n!ggas would never tell me I need the Ritalin
Or medicine, or anything that will make me upset again
Or put me in school with the troublemakers and tripping
Always thought s*it again tryna bully me ’cause I’m different
And my ADHD got ’em thinking that I was living in my head again

S*it, ooh-wee
You dig?
You don’t have to pretend, baby
I know it gets hard looking around, you start to think
Maybe this isn’t what I wanted
But you have to keep going
Keep moving on and don’t you ever look back