Testo Never Leave - Lil Tjay feat. NoCap
Testo della canzone Never Leave (Lil Tjay feat. NoCap), tratta dall'album Never Leave
(Adre, light 'em up)
(No way, Hozay)
Shit ain't 'bout nothin', I'll buy you whatever, I'm talkin' whatever you need to succeed
New Fendi leather, new mink for the weather, these bitches could never fuck with you, like, please
Hunnid on my wrist, you know I'm a star, cover the scars that I wear on my sleeves
Tryna go far every day, I've been puttin' in work, all I ask is that you never leave
Millies, I got 'em, they all in the bank, we came a long way from duckin' the Ds
Go rob a nigga, get a couple of blues, ain't nobody got no bread in the P
Most respect to anybody that's real, I could never jack a nigga that's cheap
What you lil' niggas know about opps? What's the reason you got beef with the Gz?
Really, right here, though, I'm tryna see better, saw a different life, I went overseas
They said, "Tjay got no love for the block", every time I don't go cater their needs
Being honest, see? They focus on guap, told myself, "You gotta focus, you not"
Out my deal, soon I finally can rap, label deal was tryna get me to go pop
Spent few hunnid, 'bout to get me a drop, Louis V, I brought out 80 to shop
Why these niggas say they happy I made it? They just really want a nigga to flop
We all naturally tryna do better, they wouldn't take me, so I stay with my knocks
I was low-key tryna get me a wife, but I seen how these bitches be thots
Playin' with me, must be off of a rock, quickest way to way to get a shell in your top
I ain't got to blow the marketin' budget, they know it's real, that's why they stream me a lot
I got niggas stayin' up in a cage, my life so weird, I think I need me a sage
DA tryna throw me under the jail, prolly jealous 'bout the money I made
Pinky ring, VVS, keys to steerin' wheel of the foreign
Whipped out a GPS, one thing I know, that these hos goin'
Pass the ball, make a hunnid a day, when it coulda been like minimum wage
In that county, ain't no friends, just faith, Draco told me that he usually pray
Want to repeat this life, I'm true to this, I told you twice
Gave you my back to stab, at least you coulda left the knife
Why would you smile with me then leave me all alone to cry?
This shit paid for, ain't no rental, uh
This that good dope, uh, shit like fentanyl
I got baseball money put up in a safe house
I need 60K to hit Lear like I'm Adolf
From where bodies gon' drop and the block gon' spin
Got a redskin' bitch, she from Washington
Pain been workin' overtime, I hardly whipped this chain
Pain been workin' overtime, I hardly whip this fame
That pain been workin' over-, gun to my head
Double R truck, windows fog up
In the rain while it's stormin', Lord, I'm so weak
I can't even sleep 'cause I done some things
Might come back and haunt me, yeah
It was game, courtside, I used to come pay for a fade
It's possible I make a hunnid a day, it coulda been minimum wage
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Writer(s): Tione Merritt
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