Joe Budden - I Might Need More Than 16 Tho lyrics

[Joe Budden - I Might Need More Than 16 Tho lyrics]

Turn the beat up in the
Headphones a little bit we in here
Parks on the boards, real nigga in the booth
Let's go let me talk to 'em, check this

I might need more than 16 though
Champion sweats, gold Rollie
Benz clean though
The Smith in the pocket, bag gang green flow
Some of these fan niggas fickle
And it seem so still in my prime but this
Ain't Nickle or Primo
Look what these fuck niggas done to the game
A bunch of cool songs from
Niggas I can't name
The beat on every single is
All soundin' the same
I'd explain but I might need
More than 16 though these hoes hurtin'
Busy tryna look like each other
They're sharin' surgeons just to get
Every sir and gent
In the city of fat transfers and body shots
If I gotta ask if it's
Real then it's prolly not
Pulse missin', uh, Pulp Fiction
Relationship quarrels
Demons and drug addiction i know
Just some hurdles that I leap
Until my wealth is up no time to fight, ma
I do that with myself enough
You gotta pardon me, I'm growin'
It's progression playin' with her mind
I found her soul in a recession
Major part of why all shorty
Knows is my perception
Think cause she suck my dick
There's an emotional investment
Father of Joseph, Joseph's father
A brother to some others that
Had no regard for
Got gone for a minute, I had to focus harder
Wanted me off my square
But I'm so unbothered
It's so much goin' on with niggas as of late
That I don't know where to start
I just go from the heart
But the truth can't be all that you want
How can it be so many misunderstandings
Always thought I was bought
I thought that common sense
Would always be the easiest
To comprehend, now I'm convinced
Fuck shit from fuck niggas
How their time is spent
And an epiphany for them would be a monument
Took a page out of Power
Did a homi' on a beat
If I'm Ghost in the club
Then Tommy in the street
I did enough cause every nigga
By me gotta eat i'd explain
But I might need more than 16 though
I learned to deal with hate
While y'all was nickle and dime-in'
I purchased real estate
That was the first mil' I made pool parties
Plenty models at the villa's lake
One of them hoes was high on
Coke and couldn't feel her face
They got confused, thought my hunger was gone
Cause, I spend 300 thousand last summer alone
If she with you on IG
They'll think you jumpin' a bone
They usually wrong but I might
Need more than 16 though
Mono y mono, clothes like Mariano
The Sterling I don's new so
The leak like Stiviano gotta check it
Any rapper in this world
Think they seein' Joe
You can try but you'll need
More than 16 though

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