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Ruthless (feat. Jay Critch)

アーティスト：Lil Tjay  アルバム：Ruthless (feat. Jay Critch) - Single  作曲：Lil Tjay, Relly Made & Jason Critchlow 

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No, no Lil Tjay, yeah Yo, yo, yo RellyMade Two, three bands and you thinking shit sweet, little nigga I ain't never gon'... Two, three bands and you thinking shit sweet, little nigga I ain't never gon' extend my hand If we two deep verse your whole block deep Swear to God, I ain't never gon' fail my man Money gon' come like the money gon' go All these fake niggas started getting too close So I stay with my guys that been by my side 'Cause I know they gon' ride 'til the car can't drive New drip, had to pick up some sauce New kicks, I don't care what it cost Ruthless, I don't care who you lost Stupid, I done turned to a boss And I know they don't wanna see the young boy win They don't wanna see the young boy win They don't wanna see a young boy win They don't wanna see a young boy win When I come home, there's a whole lot of gang shit As a youngin, I just wanted to be famous Hopped in the booth 'til we scream that we made it Other day I was recording in the basement Now I pull up to a show in a spaceship How you screamin', "Day one," doin' fake shit? Nowadays bad bitches wanna taste it Pull up on the S, show love, that be gang shit And if they let me in the game, I'ma change it Ain't a lot of niggas say ever basic Pop out, I'ma stain, Balmains and some Bape shit Niggas see me, they ain't never gon' say shit Bustdown, ain't never gon' take this Money I got, lil' nigga, can't make this Countin' blue strips, broke niggas gon' hate this Mama so proud, I'ma take her on vacation I be goin' hard, remember used to starve Remember selling nicks right on the boulevard Going downtown, tryna steal a nigga car And if I call Tut he'll pull a nigga card I don't play the field no more without a hammer Brodie on the news, whole face on the camera Free all my day one niggas out the slammer Opp nigga told, black and white, he a panda Got me finna run up in his crib like I'm Santa All of this designer got me broads in Atlanta Honestly, I ain't playin' games no more And they been on my dick 'til my thing feel sore Bitch said I'm trash, shorty, change your drawers I ain't worried 'bout you, why you worried 'bout me? I'ma still pop out with a fresh white tee With some retro J's and some fresh Nikes Two, three bands and you thinking shit sweet, little nigga I ain't never gon' extend my hand If we two deep verse your whole block deep Swear to God, I ain't never gon' fail my man



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