I got a plan to run up some bands You tell me can't, I tell you, "I am" Free all my brothers that's stuck in the can Glizzy on me, .38 on jam I pack, I can make you a strand Free Mark, he went down off the Xan Fake jeans, that shit come from Japan I be flexing, you can look at my 'Gram Bitches see me and they know who I am Lil Tjay, oh my God, I'm a fan Lil Tjay, oh my God, I'm the man I remember I was whippin' the pan Wasn't right, but I did what I can Fuck it doe, 'cause I'm just livin' my life Remember times when the day wasn't bright Half a pint up in a two-liter Sprite I'ma make sure all my niggas a'ight Commissary and I'm shippin' out kites kites Takin' off, 'bout to book me a flight Diamonds dancin' in the middle of night Fire bitches started bein' polite I remember when I was watchin' their type Now they figure I can better they life I ain't listenin' to niggas advice Unless I feel what you tellin' me right Fuck tomorrow, I'ma ball for tonight I got potential to ball like I'm Mike Vvs diamonds, no regular ice Heard a mistake when they see me on sight Bitch, all that talkin' endanger your life I keep a strap, Lil Tjay a dyke Brought on my head like I dealt with the price Nigga, runnin' your mouth I have my young niggas run in your house You could be dead 'fore the sun even out Bitch, you could mob, ain't no toungin' me down Made fun of me now, they see me like, "Wow" Niggas gon' hate and wanna down, runnin' your mouth I have my young niggas run in your house You could be dead 'fore the sun even out, ayy It's not about holdin' my pants up This money gon' call, I'm gon' answer I used to be down, but look at me now I just fucked some bitch named Amanda And bitches be blingin' my hotline Drop top at the stop sign You say that you flexin', boy, stop lyin' And your bitch an eater, she not mine And I'm goin' straight to the top, watch how I open up shop Fuck out my way, I don't need you I'll be great, gettin' to it out of state I need a bag, that's the reason that I splash every time I'm on the track Foot on the gas, leave them niggas in the past, I remember I was trash Down to my last, I ain't never even ask, now I look at y'all and laugh Niggas be mad, why don't you look at my dad? It's crazy this happened so fast I'm on the road and I'm bringin' my bros, I'ma do it for all of the guys on the ave' Pop me a flag, pop me a tag, sippin' dirty, I don't know how to act They said I'm the new A Boogie, relax I ain't never try to copy your swag I'm just tryna put my hood on the map Ellie use to live right next to the trap Love or hate me, I'ma get to the racks Skippin' niggas, and they paw on ya back I was sleepin', yeah I was takin' a nap Ohh, oh nah Runnin' your mouth I have my young niggas run in your house You could be dead 'fore the sun even out Bitch, you could mob, and no tongin' me down Make fun of me now, they see me like, "Wow" Niggas gon' hate and wanna down, runnin' your mouth I have my young niggas run in your house You could be dead 'fore the sun even out, ayy 'Fore the sun even out You could be dead 'fore the sun even out Yo, yo, yo Lil Tjay
I’ve always loved slowed down versions I usually listen to them then the original, but it makes me wonder if the artist ever listens to there song slowed coz boy oh boy slowed versions are so special
almost cried cus this hit
bro ?
Same
@@goldenokoko3211 don't believe in God bro
@@braidensnead9719 fool
@@braidensnead9719 huhhhh
I got a plan to run up some bands
You tell me can't, I tell you, "I am"
Free all my brothers that's stuck in the can
Glizzy on me, .38 on jam
I pack, I can make you a strand
Free Mark, he went down off the Xan
Fake jeans, that shit come from Japan
I be flexing, you can look at my 'Gram
Bitches see me and they know who I am
Lil Tjay, oh my God, I'm a fan
Lil Tjay, oh my God, I'm the man
I remember I was whippin' the pan
Wasn't right, but I did what I can
Fuck it doe, 'cause I'm just livin' my life
Remember times when the day wasn't bright
Half a pint up in a two-liter Sprite
I'ma make sure all my niggas a'ight
Commissary and I'm shippin' out kites kites
Takin' off, 'bout to book me a flight
Diamonds dancin' in the middle of night
Fire bitches started bein' polite
I remember when I was watchin' their type
Now they figure I can better they life
I ain't listenin' to niggas advice
Unless I feel what you tellin' me right
Fuck tomorrow, I'ma ball for tonight
I got potential to ball like I'm Mike
Vvs diamonds, no regular ice
Heard a mistake when they see me on sight
Bitch, all that talkin' endanger your life
I keep a strap, Lil Tjay a dyke
Brought on my head like I dealt with the price
Nigga, runnin' your mouth
I have my young niggas run in your house
You could be dead 'fore the sun even out
Bitch, you could mob, ain't no toungin' me down
Made fun of me now, they see me like, "Wow"
Niggas gon' hate and wanna down, runnin' your mouth
I have my young niggas run in your house
You could be dead 'fore the sun even out, ayy
It's not about holdin' my pants up
This money gon' call, I'm gon' answer
I used to be down, but look at me now
I just fucked some bitch named Amanda
And bitches be blingin' my hotline
Drop top at the stop sign
You say that you flexin', boy, stop lyin'
And your bitch an eater, she not mine
And I'm goin' straight to the top, watch how I open up shop
Fuck out my way, I don't need you I'll be great, gettin' to it out of state
I need a bag, that's the reason that I splash every time I'm on the track
Foot on the gas, leave them niggas in the past, I remember I was trash
Down to my last, I ain't never even ask, now I look at y'all and laugh
Niggas be mad, why don't you look at my dad? It's crazy this happened so fast
I'm on the road and I'm bringin' my bros, I'ma do it for all of the guys on the ave'
Pop me a flag, pop me a tag, sippin' dirty, I don't know how to act
They said I'm the new A Boogie, relax
I ain't never try to copy your swag
I'm just tryna put my hood on the map
Ellie use to live right next to the trap
Love or hate me, I'ma get to the racks
Skippin' niggas, and they paw on ya back
I was sleepin', yeah I was takin' a nap
Ohh, oh nah
Runnin' your mouth
I have my young niggas run in your house
You could be dead 'fore the sun even out
Bitch, you could mob, and no tongin' me down
Make fun of me now, they see me like, "Wow"
Niggas gon' hate and wanna down, runnin' your mouth
I have my young niggas run in your house
You could be dead 'fore the sun even out, ayy
'Fore the sun even out
You could be dead 'fore the sun even out
Yo, yo, yo
Lil Tjay
good job
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I’ve always loved slowed down versions I usually listen to them then the original, but it makes me wonder if the artist ever listens to there song slowed coz boy oh boy slowed versions are so special
So true
great song edit
i cant believe i found this right now good job bruh
trap boys always die :(
333
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Sickkkk
1.25x your welcome
Or you could look up the original song....
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lil tjay
Hi liltjay