Envy
Fat Joe Lyrics


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Yo This is going out to all my peeps locked down

Charlie Rock LD

All my peeps who passed away yeah

Verse 1:
I remember when we used to chill on a hill

When Forest Projects used to be Godsville

Brothers was wilin others was cool

Some hit the island some smoked fools

Me I chose the life of crime since day one

13 years old already trying to cop a gun

I never understood why my pops would beat me

No matter what I did, yo he'd still mistreat me

That's why I never listened to a thing he said

And I wasn't just mad when I used to wish him dead

Instead, me and Ma Dukes kept tight

Promised that one day everything would be alright

14 Years old, cutting mad classes

Puffing on a bone, breaking car glasses

Nothing but dreams of cream on my mind

Shook motherfuckers on the block droppin dime

Everybody knew Joey Crack represented

And if I told then I'd take your life

Hey Yo, I meant it

That's the way it goes

When you deal with the real fake jacks

And get your cap peeled

CHORUS:

Hey Joey, let's just get this money

Brothas just be wilin

Hey Joey, you can't trust nobody

Brothas they been triflin

Verse 2:

Yeah Momma never said life would be so hard

sometimes i find myself alone just praying to god

Hoping that today won't be the last

I mean, Just the other day this kid I knew got blasted

(Say Word) Word, it wasn't over no cash.

It was over some broad who liked to auction off the ass

He was a cool kid, although we lost him big

If he was a real nigga, then he wouldn't have got did

Life's trife, and then you die

Nobody dies of old age, but in the hands of another guy

That's why I keeps an alibi

Juliani wants to see a brother fry

So I maintain to keep my mind peace focused

Keep the gat there in case a nigga want to smoke this

Times are difficult on the streets of New York

It's kinda hard trying to hope for and not get caught

Blue eyes is on my back with intentions of arresting me

But they won't get the best of me

Cause riches are my destiny

CHORUS

Verse 3:

No one expected me to blow like this

What was once hand me downs

Is now the best of ??atanovich??

Yukon Jeeps creepin through the streets

Catching the eye of every big booty cheek freak

Daten rims so shiny you can see your reflection

Green plush interior, under the seat

The heat for protection

Momma look at me now

Got a house in Long Isle for my spouse and my child

D.E.L. condos for first impression hoes

No more holes in my gibros

Strictly denim and clothes

Airwaves blasting my latest single

All up in the Mecca Club

Making Lucci while I mingle

Jingle jewels in the face of past enemies

Eat your heart out son, you never was a friend to me

CHORUS

Big Joe, South Bronx





Represeeeeeent

Overall Meaning

"Envy" by Fat Joe is a song that tells the story of his upbringing and his rise to success despite the various challenges he faced. Throughout the song, Fat Joe reminisces about the rough childhood he had in Forest Projects, where he was exposed to violence and a life of crime at a young age. He talks about how he chose to live a life of crime, starting from the age of 13, in order to accumulate wealth and move away from the struggles of his past. Despite his success, Fat Joe admits he still faces challenges and deals with the envy of others in the music industry who are not happy with his success.


In the first verse, Fat Joe talks about his upbringing and how he had to deal with an abusive father. His father's mistreatment fueled his desire to get involved in crime at a young age. The second verse highlights the unpredictability of life in the ghetto and how tragic events could happen at any moment. The verse also touches on how Fat Joe had to be cautious with his actions to avoid getting in trouble with the authorities. The final verse of the song celebrates Fat Joe's success and how he moved away from the life he had in Forest Projects. He boasts about the luxurious lifestyle he now lives and how he has overcome the envy of those who tried to bring him down.


Overall, "Envy" serves as an autobiographical song for Fat Joe, as he talks about the main influences that shaped his life and his success in the music industry. It also serves as a reflection of the struggles that Black people face in urban areas such as the South Bronx.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo This is going out to all my peeps locked down
The artist dedicates the song to all his acquaintances who are in prison.


Charlie Rock LD
Shoutout to Charlie Rock, who is most probably locked down (LD).


All my peeps who passed away yeah
The artist remembers and pays tribute to all the friends of his who have passed away.


I remember when we used to chill on a hill
The artist reminisces an old setting when hanging out with friends on a hill.


When Forest Projects used to be Godsville
Referring to a ghetto neighbourhood, when it used to have a different name and had a different reputation.


Brothers was wilin others was cool
Some people in the neighbourhood were reckless and others were calm.


Some hit the island some smoked fools
Some people went to prison, and some got killed.


Me I chose the life of crime since day one
The artist adopted a criminal lifestyle from a young age.


13 years old already trying to cop a gun
At the age of 13, the artist was involved in trying to acquire firearms.


I never understood why my pops would beat me
The artist did not comprehend the reason why his father was physically abusive towards him.


No matter what I did, yo he'd still mistreat me
Regardless of his actions, the artist's father continued to mistreat him.


That's why I never listened to a thing he said
The mistreatment by his father led the artist into disregarding his advice and guidance.


And I wasn't just mad when I used to wish him dead
The artist held a grudge and extreme hatred towards his father.


Instead, me and Ma Dukes kept tight
The artist was closer to his mother and kept a tight relationship with her.


Promised that one day everything would be alright
The artist and his mother believed that things would eventually get better for them.


14 Years old, cutting mad classes
At the age of 14, the artist was missing a lot of his classes.


Puffing on a bone, breaking car glasses
The artist was smoking marijuana and vandalizing cars.


Nothing but dreams of cream on my mind
The artist's thoughts were only occupied with dreams of wealth.


Shook motherfuckers on the block droppin dime
The artist was afraid of informants on the block who might reveal his criminal activities to the authorities.


Everybody knew Joey Crack represented
The artist was a known figure in the neighbourhood.


And if I told then I'd take your life, Hey Yo, I meant it
The artist was ruthless and meant it when he threatened others with their lives.


That's the way it goes When you deal with the real fake jacks And get your cap peeled
It is dangerous to deal with counterfeit, deceiving people in the streets, and one may end up dead.


Hey Joey, let's just get this money Brothas just be wilin Hey Joey, you can't trust nobody Brothas they been triflin
Chorus reiterating the difficulty of trusting anyone and the importance of focusing on making money.


Yeah Momma never said life would be so hard
The artist's mother did not anticipate that life would be so challenging for her child.


sometimes i find myself alone just praying to god
The artist sometimes feels isolated and resorts to praying to God.


Hoping that today won't be the last
The artist is hoping that he will not meet his end any day soon.


I mean, Just the other day this kid I knew got blasted (Say Word) Word, it wasn't over no cash.
The artist heard about a young person who was recently fatally shot over something unrelated to money.


It was over some broad who liked to auction off the ass
The reason behind the shooting was a woman who is apparently a prostitute.


He was a cool kid, although we lost him big
The person who died was a cool and valued member of their community.


If he was a real nigga, then he wouldn't have got did
The artist implies that if the person was genuinely tough, he would not have died.


Life's trife, and then you die Nobody dies of old age, but in the hands of another guy
Life is difficult, and death is inevitable, but it is most often caused by homicidal violence.


That's why I keeps an alibi Juliani wants to see a brother fry So I maintain to keep my mind peace focused Keep the gat there in case a nigga want to smoke this
The artist is aware of the dangers of being a criminal and is always ready to protect himself from danger.


Times are difficult on the streets of New York It's kinda hard trying to hope for and not get caught Blue eyes is on my back with intentions of arresting me But they won't get the best of me
The artist acknowledges that life in New York is hard, especially with law enforcement agencies targeting him, but he is determined to avoid getting caught and will not let them succeed.


Cause riches are my destiny
The artist believes that his destiny is to become very wealthy.


No one expected me to blow like this What was once hand me downs Is now the best of Satanovich
The artist surprises many people because he had humble beginnings but now possesses extravagant things.


Yukon Jeeps creepin through the streets
The artist now drives an upscale car.


Catching the eye of every big booty cheek freak
The artist's wealth and vehicle grab the attention of women.


Daten rims so shiny you can see your reflection Green plush interior, under the seat The heat for protection
The artist's car has luxurious features, such as shiny rims and a comfortable interior, and he keeps a gun under his seat for protection.


Momma look at me now Got a house in Long Isle for my spouse and my child DE.L. condos for first impression hoes No more holes in my gibros Strictly denim and clothes
The artist's mother can be proud of her son's achievements. He owns a house for his family and two condominiums to impress women. He can now afford better clothing.


Airwaves blasting my latest single All up in the Mecca Club Making Lucci while I mingle Jingle jewels in the face of past enemies
The artist's music is being played everywhere, and he is making lots of money performing in nightclubs. He also flaunts his jewels in front of his enemies.


Eat your heart out son, you never was a friend to me
The artist is showing off to his past enemies and implying that they were never really his friends.


Big Joe, South Bronx Represeeeeeent
The artist is invoking an energetic and confident statement, showing pride in his origins.




Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BJORN BERGENE, LISE KARLSNES, CLAUS LARSEN, BARD HELGELAND

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