Lyrics
I was just a worker,
And now you see me on a wave I ain't no surfer
I swear I'm due to make a M and this ain't murder
I gotta pour me another then we turn up.
I smile on my worst days.
Been though the worst case.
Everyday im flexing, I do it like my birthday.
Ay.
I gotta Say amen and give thanks,
We just pop collar and we pop champs...Jo Joey!
I been on my birthday flex.
Where's the rolex? I dont want no birthday text mmmmmm.
I ain't chillin on my birthday Vex.
send a beat and I aint talking bout no birthday sex.
God knows that I stuck to the plan.
Coz when Jo Joey wins another win for the fam.
Gold shells but I'd rather a plaque in my hand.
Bro I was in the Gaza getting gully with the gang.
On my Vybez and Mavado, ball like ronaldo.
All I wanna do is hit them notes no vibrato.
I aint talking stew I had the the food like a narco.
Suttin in my bag for your boat thats heavy cargo.
Bro sent shots it was live it was direct.
I'll soon have a yacht and a jet and it's private.
The yacht cocaine & I ain't whipped it in the Pyrex.
Sailing Overseas with my g's I ain't a pirate...Jo Joey!
I was just a worker,
And now you see me on a wave I ain't no surfer.
I swear Im due to make a M and this ain't murder
I gotta pour me another then we turn up.
I smile on my worst days.
Been though the worst case.
Everyday im flexing, I do it like my birthday.
Ay.
I gotta Say amen and give thanks,
We just pop collar and we pop champs...Jo Joey!
Another year so you know I pop my collar,
Had a pound in my hand still I never had a dollar.
Used to call up her phone and she didn't wanna bother.
Now you see me on glow tell me why you wanna holla?
And I aint even famous well it might be the attire.
might see me with some drip but I've lived through the fire.
Like What you saying Iyer, I still talk to the messiah.
I want my Notes like a choir, better yet like Mariah.
Alot was on my plate,
Man I Thank God that there's more candles on my cake.
Mark told me dont stop, your just one hit away.
I told him I can't stop there's alot I wanna say.
Like I aint gotta kick off the door waving the 45.
Want Keys for the yard then buy some more ice.
might do it on my own with broski more time,
I'm sure we'll make a killing, I tell em its more life...Joey!
I was just a worker,
And now you see me on a wave I ain't no surfer.
I swear Im due to make a M and this ain't murder.
I gotta pour me another then we turn up.
I smile on my worst days.
Been though the worst case.
Everyday im flexing, I do it like my birthday.
Ay.
I gotta say amen and give thanks,
We just pop collar and we pop champs...Jo Joey!