Black Boy Joy

*Hook:*

Ima Black Boy
I got mad joy
I got sauce
I feel good now
In your hood now
And I got God
So I ain’t stressing
I’m just tryna count these blessings

Ima Black Boy
I got mad joy
I got sauce
I feel good now
In your hood now
And I got God
So I ain’t stressing
I’m just tryna count these blessings

*Bridge:*
Ima black boy
Matter fact, I’m the man
Got God’s plan
I feel good now , In your hood now
Yeah, I’m the man
Feel like Rick Ross, Rick Ross
I’m a big boss, big boss
Whatchu want, whatchu huh
Whatchu want now?

*Verse 1:*

Man I’m feeling good, can’t tell me nothin
That CZAR is back and he up to something
What God has for me is for me
Got Heaven’s melodies rainin on me
This for Mike Brown, Trayvon Martin
Tamir Rice, and even Eric Garner
Man, to all of y’all dissing our black lives
That’s why your mama like black guys
Woke up early on my born day
21 that’s a major blessing
Ain’t been that long since high school
But I know a few that’s in the ground and
Resting

Learning that all of the Ls that i take
Are really just lessons that be in disguise
Learning that all of the hurt that I feel
That’s really a blessing that helping me rise

While some of y’all plot my demise
Ima still have love for the opps
Ima still speak life through the art
I ain’t got time to throw shots
See, Pastor been sowing them seeds
Now I’m just seeking the harvest
Tryna keep a kingdom heart
In a world fulla heartless
Rebel flags don’t bother me
Can’t nobody stop the God in me
Living like I won tha lottery
Just lettin God do his pottery
My smile, my forgiveness
My love, all intrinsic
Passion, power, plus I’m gifted
Truly Joyous till my soul is lifted
Ima just go and get it

*Hook #2:*
Ima Black Boy
I got mad joy
I got sauce
I feel good now
And i got family
Matter fact, got God
So I ain’t stressing
I’m just tryna count these blessings

Ima Black Boy
I got mad joy
I got sauce
I feel good now
And I got family
Matter fact, got God
So I ain’t stressing
I’m just tryna count these blessings

*Verse 2:*

Even when times get rough
I got joy in me
I got all my villains
I got BTG
Whether I’m here in Virginia
Or I’m somewhere in Georgia
Ima keep on forward to Jesus
Yeah, Rest In Peace to Porchia

He brought
Me through way too much
To give up on me now
So I’m
Just gon keep grinding
Let Him work out the how
Man I’m blessed
He said he holds my life
Yeah that brings me joy
Friends and fam
Got me living better
Yeah holla at ya boy

Oh, They say
That my life don’t matter i
Yeah I used to agree
But I got loved ones and God
That love it set me free
Now writing, working, rapping
Tryna change some things
While still learning to love myself
And know I truly am a king

*Hook 3:*

Ima Black Boy
I got mad joy
I got sauce
I feel good now
In your hood now
And I got God
So I ain’t stressing
I’m just tryna count these blessings

Ima Black Boy
I got mad joy
I got sauce
I feel good now
In your hood now
And I got God
So I ain’t stressing
I’m just tryna count these blessings

Ima Black Boy
I got mad joy
I got sauce
I feel good now
In your hood now
And I got God
So I ain’t stressing
I’m just tryna count these blessings

*Outro:*

Let it rain
Holy, holy spirit rain
Holy Ghost insane
I got ooh, mad joy
Ooh, ooh, mad joy
I got, uh, mad joy
Mad
I got Mad joy
Black boy
Stop that
Can not drop that
I got mad joy
Mad
Mad joy
Mad joy