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jay gwuapo - don't think so كلمات الأغنية

[chorus: lil tjay]
in the field, strapped up, can’t relate though
tryna take my chain, i don’t think so
do a hit, drive-by in the range rover
i’m a real n-gga, lil n-gga, if you ain’t know
and you said it’s on sight but you ain’t blow
tryna take my life but i ain’t go
broke n-gga think he sl!cker than the lingo
everywhere i go, n-gga gotta keep a draco, yeah yeah

[verse 1: lil tjay]
strapped up, if you running, get clapped up
too close lil n-gga, better back up
on live, n-ggas change, you an actor
if your b-tch want smoke, i’ma smack her
dead folks, i ain’t saying no names
tryna throw shade, i ain’t playing those games
all my real n-ggas ain’t never gone change
in the field n-gga, i don’t f-ck with no lame, nah nah
homicide, mama crying, feeling that pain
going ot, practicing on my aim
i ain’t gon’ lie, beef won’t stop ’til the opp side die
jt gone, n-gga, say bye bye
n-ggas see me winning and they playing both sides
like i stay strapped up so the opps don’t slide
n-ggas throw shade, tryna k!ll my vibe, nah nah
all i’m hearing is lies
i’m maturing, had to tuck my pride
gotta grind, i ain’t wasting no time
bag so big, you don’t see is you blind, nah nah
and your b-tch call my phone, call me s-xy
i’ma make her do the gang to impress me
young n-gga from the dirt jacking sb
hit an opp, then the scene getting deadly, nah

[verse 2: jay gwapo]
gotta keep a draco
everybody in my city tryna hate, hate, hate
gotta get these pesos
first bid i done backed up the wraith, they can’t relate
i’m going fast, they on they -ss
somebody tell ’em keep up with the pace
homicide [?], they ain’t fill up the safe
tryna get this money, first place in the race, nah nah
i was down on my -ss
ducking from the east feds can’t keep a tag
we don’t give a f-ck, we gon’ go chase this bag
homicide, mama crying, sh-t so sad, yeah yeah
they know they mad, we just go get this cash
it’s just coming so fast, i can’t be left in last

[verse 3: lil tjay]
losing myself, felt like this sh-t was a game
felonies all on my name
i was too focused on drilling, not growing and building
so young, i was putting in pain
i done seen n-ggas get murked and a little bit worse
can’t allow them to do me the same
you get hit where it hurt put your mans on a shirt
i ain’t [?] but i’m going insane
n-ggas ain’t switching up, picking that glizzy up
run up on me then that chopper gon’ bang

[verse 4: jay gwuapo & lil tjay]
and we’ll probably hit him up, tell him to listen up
up in the field i be doing my thing , yeah yeah
shawty still give it up, i keep the smith an’ tucked
she give me top and i’m holding her brain
and i know they said b-tches front, give ’em up
lifestyle change, sh-t just can’t be the same, nah nah
i was [?] with that chopper, gon’ aim
now i’m rapping, tryna follow my dream
and a lot of n-ggas tryna get in between
k!ll a n-gga then we skate off the scene
came from nothing, you ain’t part of the team
interrogating, i don’t know what you mean
mama said i gotta grind to exceed
i’m distracted by some b-tch on her knees

- jay gwuapo

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