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So Much Joy
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West Coast Rap
So Much Joy was released on October 7, 2014 by No Days Off Entertainment / Rapbay / Urbanlife Distribution as a part of the album So Much Joy - Single
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Release DateOctober 7, 2014
LabelNo Days Off Entertainment / Rapbay / Urbanlife Distribution
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM86

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Berner
Berner
Vocals

Lyrics

It's one of them days, one of them money days
No reception on my phone
I ain't turn it off though
I'm working, baby
I'm somewhere in the hills, shitty phone calls
Chopping down trees, let 'em grow tall
Send her to the mall, get her nails done
Across the street, watching when the mail come
Waiting for the text, said it's all good
Send another twenty out, all good
Touch down in ATL
Bad news, he got caught up and won't make bail
We kill snitches, let 'em swim with the fishes
We die young and end up in the prison
I'm drifting while this whole shit blast
Forty cal on my lap, why we live so fast?
I'm laughing at these broke bitches
The rap game is just like the coke business
I'm sliding in the avenues, laughing at these broke dudes
Having money make 'em mad at you
There's so much joy to being your friend
There's so much joy to being your friend
There's so much joy to being your friend
There's so much joy to, joy to, to, to
Anyway, I'm just working over here, ya feel me?
I'm staying real, real, real busy, uh, getting this money
I'm in the zone, most ain't been in yet
Getting dough, what you know about that sending cash?
Need that Westie straight cash, I can't spend that check
Shit, it ain't in my name, what the heck you expect?
What you know about being up all night?
Can't sleep, pacing all around, shit is not alright
Could take a loss and your plans will go up in flames
And make it back the same day, you gotta love this game
Lifestyles of the poor and dangerous
Rolling very big L's, my hustle going through changes
But ain't shit changed, I'm still chasing this paper
Can't help but spend it as I get it, never save it for later
Never asking for favours, I handle my own biz
Sixteen on the strip, pitching, I'm just a grown kid
Bright gold three-eighty, mile pitbull and no crib
My eyes on the prize, until I win it, I won't quit
There's so much joy to being your friend
There's so much joy to being your friend
There's so much joy to being your friend
There's so much joy to, joy to, to, to
Written by: Berner
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