Letra de June 22nd - Lil Tjay

Ooh, tell them it's the highlight

These shows don't feel the same

Woke up in the morning (No one can feel my pain)

Calm day (Mmm)

Woke up in the morning, paranoid, my heater tucked

It's a calm day, time to tee it up

I called the plug, told him, "I'ma need some drink"

He said you want Trish or Keisha? I said, "Nigga, what you think?"

Got five point blank, zombie mode, might faint

In the stu', grind mode, this the picture I'ma paint

Tryna sign shit, it's the day that I met Ice Spice

She came through lookin' nice but I was thinkin', "What's the price?"

But back to me, fell asleep right in the stu', I'm lackin'

Pistol packed, he said I don't got it, then he cappin'

I'm not the type, the opps know me, I'm more like the shotta type

Strapped if I don't got to fight, used to have a pocket knife

Back to this, I'm tryna 'member so I don't gas this shit

Truth be told, on what I could see clearly, should be half of it

Plus, I can't spit certain shit, certain shit don't match with this

It's wavy and it fit the bar, but go against my practices

Passionate, next day, I'm back up on the same shit

Two days, same shit, same guys, same whip

No sleep, chain hit, gotta do a couple shit

I ain't really with no security, I'm on some muscles shit

Bust moves, had this little meetin' in the mornin'

Still ain't get no sleep yet, afternoon then torn in

Extra sturdy, this the fuckin' city I was born in

So I know if it ever rain today, it's gon' be pourin'

Opps know it's crazy, they could vouch, now we out

Meet the bros up in the whip and we in route

I go to sleep, I wake up hearin' someone following my car

Bitch, who following my car? (Yo, yo, who that?)

No one following my car

I took a look, I saw the car and then I went right back to sleep

I heard, "That's that car again," what? Never, now it's beef

I grab my Glock and I'm like, "Now I'm finna flip 'em on this street"

Bro's like, "Nah, Tjay, you wildin'"

All I do is suck my teeth

We downtown in the city, ain't nobody doin' shit

I'm like, "Nah, bro you buggin', we was dumb, I'd be a lick"

My new piece just came, my old piece a couple bricks

And if that's the opps, what if they pull up and blitz the whip? (Yo, yo, yo, that's them right there)

So we argue, know me, I hop out the roof regardless

Moment niggas see me, that's when the car spinned

Niggas get to laughin', they like, "Told you, T, you tweakin'" (Ayo, chill, chill, chill)

I just go right back to sleep and I'm like, "Nah, I'm tired of speakin'"

Now I'm out the back, thirty later, we at the telly

I won't up when niggas pull up, that shit hurt me and my belly

I ain't get to see if niggas spun the block and got back with us

Fuck around and lose my life just for hangin' with lil' niggas

So we out back to the telly, I relax, finish my nap

Book the stu', so in a few, I'ma go back

Show's lined up, album's soundin' like some crack

So I'm excited for the music comin' out and for the sack

I'm finna go to Paris, really, in a couple hours

This my first time, crazy this shit happened, what a wower

Already got some kills lined up for when I land

Overseas, I be that man, think about it, be like, "Damn"

Now I'm back up, finna go through with the plan

Hit the stu', make a jam, not knowin' (Aw, man)

Anyways, I'm well aware, who's drivin', I don't care

Hit the car clutch and sit down, now there's someone in my rear

Yo, T

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