Letra de Brothers - Lil Tjay

JD On Tha Track (Big bag don't mean everything wavy)

(I got 99 problems like JAY-Z)

(Caught a felony, judge tried to slave me)

(Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy)

ProtegeBeatz (I got money and niggas moved shady)

(With my brother, I put that on baby)

(My first car, I might cop a Mercedes)

(At the stu' every day, can't be lazy)

Bodies drop all the time, I don't feel nothing

Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something

Told my shooters no mercy or chill button

I done been through so much, I don't feel nothing

I was down off the drugs, I'm exuded

I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it

They be watching me, clocking my movements

They be plotting on catching me snoozing

Bodies drop all the time, I don't feel nothing

Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something

Told my shooters no mercy or chill button

I done been through so much, I don't feel nothing

I was down off the drugs, I'm exuded

I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it

They be watching me, clocking my movements

They be plotting on catching me snoozing

I be shitting, I make it look easy

I was innocent, they ain't believe me

Ain't no lie, I be seeing illusions

I can't figure who real, it's confusing

I can't wait to get used to this lifestyle

I remember it could've been lights out

Bitches see me and scream Lil Tjay

Had to fuck up the spot for my B-day

Hit the 'telly and catch me a BJ

Fuck this love, I don't want me a skeezay

Give her dick, now she feel like she need me

I'm too high, always smoking on GG

Bankroll, had to stack my chips

SB, I'ma jack my shit

I know these niggas gon' hate me

I've been working hard, driving me crazy

Big bag don't mean everything wavy

I got 99 problems like JAY-Z

Caught a felony, judge tried to slave me

Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy

I got money and niggas moved shady

With my brother, I put that on baby

My first car, I might cop a Mercedes

At the stu' every day, can't be lazy

Bodies drop all the time, I don't feel nothing

Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something

Told my shooters no mercy or chill button

I done been through so much, I don't feel nothing

I was down off the drugs, I'm exuded

I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it

They be watching me, clocking my movements

They be plotting on catching me snoozing

Bodies drop all the time, I don't feel nothing

Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something

Told my shooters no mercy or chill button

I done been through so much, I don't feel nothing

I was down off the drugs, I'm exuded

I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it

They be watching me, clocking my movements

They be plotting on catching me snoozing

Dream big, I'ma get to the top

Niggas waiting, the tape 'bout to drop

Told my mother that I'm destined to pop

Y'all ain't think I would get what I got

But I stayed true to myself

No losing myself

Improving myself

I'm on the road to the riches

I'm asking the Lord for forgiveness

I got two or three opps on the hit list

Y'all be talking but ain't never did shit

You'd be better off minding your business

Hard-headed, I just don't like to listen

Mezclando, I stay in the kitchen

Money coming in, my palms is itching

Y'all niggas ain't no competition

Big bag don't mean everything wavy

I got 99 problems like JAY-Z

Caught a felony, judge tried to slave me

Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy

I got money and niggas moved shady

With my brother, I put that on baby

My first car, I might cop a Mercedes

At the stu' every day, can't be lazy

Bodies drop all the time, I don't feel nothing

Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something

Told my shooters no mercy or chill button

I done been through so much, I don't feel nothing

I was down off the drugs, I'm exuded

I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it

They be watching me, clocking my movements

They be plotting on catching me snoozing

Bodies drop all the time, I don't feel nothing

Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something

Told my shooters no mercy or chill button

I done been through so much, I don't feel nothing

I was down off the drugs, I'm exuded

I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it

They be watching me, clocking my movements

They be plotting on catching me snoozing

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