Testo Told Ya - Lil Tjay
Testo della canzone Told Ya (Lil Tjay), tratta dall'album Farewell
Told y'all nigga a million times, "I'm gon' make it"
Pull up, Bentley truck and it's mine, it's not basic
Hoes see the jewelry, it shine, and get naked
How you say you true to your grind with no patience?
Demons really stuck on my mind, that's what I'm facin'
I know that I'm one of a kind, no correlation
Money comin' in, I made some millies, now they hatin'
Honestly, I'm takin' my time, these niggas racin'
I'm pacin', Tjay name in every conversation
Told 'em, "I'ma be here for a while", that's confirmation
I ain't drop no music in a while, but I been chasin'
I've been tryna hide the demon in me, tired of fakin'
At least I get to go out like a real one
Took so many losses on my life, I wanna kill some
I can't even cap to y'all, like I don't even feel none
Pain got the pills numb, KD, that's my real son
I come from a block where it's war, no friendly
Youngins on a mission, tryna go out with extendys
Killer, fiends, robbers, ain't too much farther
Thinkin' you gon' take some from me? Don't bother
Yeah, my mom said I need to change, but look I'm stuck in my ways
Institutionalized, 'member bein' stuck in the cage
I done seen too many niggas on the front of the page
Overworked for all 'em times when we was starvin' for days, okay
Told y'all nigga a million times, "I'm gon' make it"
Pull up, Bentley truck and it's mine, it's not basic
Hoes see the jewelry, it shine, and get naked
How you say you true to your grind with no patience?
Demons really stuck on my mind, that's what I'm facin'
I know that I'm one of a kind, no correlation
Money comin' in, I made some millies, now they hatin'
Honestly, I'm takin' my time, these niggas racin', I'm
Grrt, bop-bop, youngins gettin' whacked in the streets, them mamas cryin'
Lucky boy, my story unique and I ain't lyin'
So I flex it and sleep for 'em times we ain't had none
Trench Kid from the mud, felt I had to rob
Trenches was a dub, had to run it up, I'm from the bottom, so I think I'm above
Just wanna thank my supporters, my family, those I love
On me, everything that's goin' on, any chance I'm goin' wrong
'Fore they even think about it, they just call me
A lotta pressure's on my shoulder, I can't sleep, back pains, OD
I'm pushin' doley, they can't hold me, niggas hate, but they don't know me
On the road to the riches, I know I'm good if they listen
And then when I go, I wanna die a legend like I'm Kobe
I'm so grateful, my accomplishments mean everything to me
I'm so grateful for the better life a nigga got to see
I'm so grateful out 'em trenches, shit weren't who I'm 'posed to be
It's so crazy how out of e'rybody, God been blessin' me
Ooh-oh
Oh, ooh, oh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, told y'all
Swear, I told y'all
Already told y'all
Uh, uh, uh, uh
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Writer(s): Tione Merritt, Lucas Grob, Giovanni Trevino
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