Got a couple goons here with me in the spot
Dummy try to run up on me then he gettin shot
Don't you look at me no funny way I might take what you got
They asked me if I changed ways probably not
I got niggas sitting up doing time they in the box
I remember on that block, I been whats fly, im fuckin thots
Niggas talkin like they with this shit they wasn’t sellin rocks
Niggas talking like they with this shit they never get no guap
Why you talking hot
We could spin the block, this off the top, fuck the shit i wrote
This shit ain't no joke, a nigga run up on me, pistol to his throat
Ima take his life, leave him at thе light
These niggas talking like thеy with this shit, I see him its on sight
And my future looking bright, Im tryna get to different levels
Angel on my shoulder on the other side the Devil
Niggas talking like they with this shit and they ain't on my level
Bout to cop a richard mille flooded on the bezel
Fuck the opps them niggas meddle
Ain’t none im tryna settle
Fuck around I get em gone, call brodie like whats the schedule
Corny, I call the kettle
Knew I was something special
Fell in love with the studio, shit I'm happy I met you
I'm a real one, speaking from them trenches
I got niggas locked down behind the fences
(I'm a real one, real one, speaking from them trenches)
(I got niggas locked down behind the fences)
I done moved my mom out the hood to a better place
Did a couple things but no slackin time to elevate
Niggas hate but in reality I know I'm living great
I don't care, I bet you wish you had a better face
Pickin up the pace, I don't care to lose the ones who can't relate
I’m grateful like a mother fucker, I don’t celebrate
Onna paper chase, its gon be a problem if my paper late
Day-to-day I been bustin sweat out like its labor day
I'm workin hard, in the studio, steady on my grind
Money on my mind this shit got me on a different time
Overtime, 24/7 it’s a cold of mine
Head-ups any situation you ain't fold mine
Talking on the gram all jacks till we slide thru
4-5 bullets through ya back you gon die too
Realize you don't really want smoke, I advise you
We really livid, I can't tell you what the guys do
Free my nigga mini mack he shoot shit he like 5’2
Claiming what you didn't do, you pussy I despise you
Rather have a rival than have a fake friend
I been through some shit that I won't ever do again
I'm still riding till the end, loyalty no pretend
If I call you my brother then you blood fuck a friend
Got some new shit that extend, if a nigga tryna run me oh noo
Got a couple goons here with me in the spot
Dummy try to run up on me then he getting shot
Don't you look at me no funny way I might take what you got
They asked me if I changed ways probably not
Dummy try to run up on me then he gettin shot
Don't you look at me no funny way I might take what you got
They asked me if I changed ways probably not
I got niggas sitting up doing time they in the box
I remember on that block, I been whats fly, im fuckin thots
Niggas talkin like they with this shit they wasn’t sellin rocks
Niggas talking like they with this shit they never get no guap
Why you talking hot
We could spin the block, this off the top, fuck the shit i wrote
This shit ain't no joke, a nigga run up on me, pistol to his throat
Ima take his life, leave him at thе light
These niggas talking like thеy with this shit, I see him its on sight
And my future looking bright, Im tryna get to different levels
Angel on my shoulder on the other side the Devil
Niggas talking like they with this shit and they ain't on my level
Bout to cop a richard mille flooded on the bezel
Fuck the opps them niggas meddle
Ain’t none im tryna settle
Fuck around I get em gone, call brodie like whats the schedule
Corny, I call the kettle
Knew I was something special
Fell in love with the studio, shit I'm happy I met you
I'm a real one, speaking from them trenches
I got niggas locked down behind the fences
(I'm a real one, real one, speaking from them trenches)
(I got niggas locked down behind the fences)
I done moved my mom out the hood to a better place
Did a couple things but no slackin time to elevate
Niggas hate but in reality I know I'm living great
I don't care, I bet you wish you had a better face
Pickin up the pace, I don't care to lose the ones who can't relate
I’m grateful like a mother fucker, I don’t celebrate
Onna paper chase, its gon be a problem if my paper late
Day-to-day I been bustin sweat out like its labor day
I'm workin hard, in the studio, steady on my grind
Money on my mind this shit got me on a different time
Overtime, 24/7 it’s a cold of mine
Head-ups any situation you ain't fold mine
Talking on the gram all jacks till we slide thru
4-5 bullets through ya back you gon die too
Realize you don't really want smoke, I advise you
We really livid, I can't tell you what the guys do
Free my nigga mini mack he shoot shit he like 5’2
Claiming what you didn't do, you pussy I despise you
Rather have a rival than have a fake friend
I been through some shit that I won't ever do again
I'm still riding till the end, loyalty no pretend
If I call you my brother then you blood fuck a friend
Got some new shit that extend, if a nigga tryna run me oh noo
Got a couple goons here with me in the spot
Dummy try to run up on me then he getting shot
Don't you look at me no funny way I might take what you got
They asked me if I changed ways probably not
( Lil Tjay )
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