Joey Bada$$ — Left Hand

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Yeah
Yeah
I’m going to the stolie
I’d die for mine
What would you do?
I made an oath
Then got it in blood
Beast Coast starting off
Everybody’s saying I’m a dead man (Dead man)
This right here is a confession, I
Never showed love with my left hand (left hand)
Never really fucked with no yes man, I

Think LSD be my best friend
Dick so big I use it as a kickstand
Really never leave the house without my weapon
If you hating, plot from a distance
Die
Everybody saying that I’m reckless (reckless)
I ain’t evil but I got some bad intentions, I
Never showed love with my left hand
If you, if you’re my brother you don’t even gotta question, I
Never was the one to show expression (yeah)
Doing dirty like it’s nothing, I’m a deadpan (deadpan)
But the Zombies think I got too many dead friends (dead friends)
Name another crew that we’re less than, I
Say I’m under clouds I don’t get fly
Got the techies lookin’ at me like it’s Best Buy
Could have been a Flatbush Zombie ’cause I’m dead nice
If you dab me with your left-hand, something ain’t right

Because I don’t got no time for no fake shit
Niggas funny start, just watching when they shapeshift
Shit be blurry when you looking through they lens
When you think about it, they don’t ever make sense
Read a bad vibe when I stepped in
Never been scared to make suggestions, I
Dressed in all black like the best man
Never was a fan of no yes men, I
Keep my composure with bredren
Until I drink the fabby like a reverend
So don’t feed me no excuses, I’m ahead of them
Yeah, they jealous ’cause they cannot do it better than I
Everybody’s saying I’m a dead man (Dead man)
This right here is a confession, I
Never showed love with my left hand (left hand)

Think LSD be my best friend
Dick so big I use it as a kickstand
Really never leave the house without my weapon
If you hating, plot from a distance
Die
I go around heads, like a head-band
Big ball, big dog, dead man
Which one of ya’ll wanna blow down?
Smoke big blunts, size of my dick (aw)
It’s the fire man, light up here, diamonds shine
Now your bih, put her in my lap, ho
Bitch, lay right here, Juicy on the track
Always on the map, all I know is
Facts, facts, and more facts
Uh, back to back we gon’ snap
Pass your whole round

Assistant take stats
Fuck a pat down now grip up in the stash
Shots, the man down my thirst they never lack
Uh, real Gs get money and lay low
Keep a couple shooters lawyers payroll, I
Mold your bitch like Play-Doh
Now she specialize in head like Kangol, I
Look at my way, that’s a dead end
Fit same costs, as your pension
See my battle scars, Rurouni Kenshin
Gotta trust my gut, so I flex it
God- Gods at the wheel like my license suspended
Costs like the ocean you drown in these seconds
And fuck your protection anybody can k- *record scratch*
Everybody’s saying I’m a dead man (Dead man)
This right here is a confession, I
Never showed love with my left hand (left hand)
Never really fucked with no yes man, I
Think LSD be my best friend
Dick so big I use it as a kickstand

Really never leave the house without my weapon
If you hating, plot from a distance
Die
The police told me, I don’t give a fuck
My homies told me, I don’t give a fuck
The OG’s told me, I don’t give a fuck
Yeah, I don’t give a fuck
Yeah, I don’t give a fuck
The government told me, I don’t give a fuck
The media told me, I don’t give a fuck
The president told me, I don’t give a fuck
Yeah, I don’t give a fuck
Yeah, I don’t give a fuck
Take a shot to the bullet, got me dipping
Finger on the trigger, pull it, you’re a dead man
Not close, nigga understand these things
Beast coast takin’ over, it was destined, I
Got to tell these niggas I’m a legend
If you sleep, I ain’t even interested (into resting)
Couple dead presidents in my left hand

Niggas don’t want war with the Badmon (badmon)
Stepped through nigga be fitted like James Bond
Enemies butter soft like cotton and creamed corn
Hennessy for my liver been drinking a liter
On a killing spree knocking back thotties like ping pong
Niggas Diddy Kong follow a leader with weak hearts
Singing silly songs giving no effort, I leak sauce
But we live long praying for niggas to hate strong
Never hate on giving out love like Faizon
Everybody saying I’m a dead man, I
Never show love with my left hand, I
Everybody saying I’m a dead man, I
Never show love with my left hand