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Lil Tjay

Tione Merritt (born April 30, 2001), better known by his stage name Lil Tjay, is an American rapper and songwriter from the Bronx, New York. He is best known for his singles "Resume" and "Brothers", with the latter receiving 36.8 million plays on SoundCloud (as of April 2019), which led to his signing with Columbia Records. He would later go on to make his only EP "No Comparison" in December of 2018. He has also become a regular occurrence on Sound Cloud's Top 50 chart in early 2019 and has made an appearance as a feature on the Billboard Top 100 chart in April 2019.Following the sucess of Calling MY Phone in April of 2021 more »

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(Great John on the beat, by the way)

Look, I'm stuck in my feelings, I feel like I'm losin' it 
Look, been in this game, I still feel like I'm new to this 
Huh, do for it, tell me just what you gon' do for it
You got a name, what you do for it?
.40 extended, a new toy that I play wit', yeah (play wit', yeah)
Look, I could solve problems you testin' 
Huh, never complain, we just handle 
Huh, never show love, show no passion 
Huh, never show love, get you damaged 
No service, you still get the message
No school, but I teach you a lesson
Don't try me lil' nigga, it's levels
We could never be even, I'm seven 
Huh, you got some bitches that let me know, no hesitation (no hesitation)
No hesitation, I let it go, I got the drip 
Huh, I got the drip like a runny nose 
Hold all my rage 
Huh, hold all my rage, I'ma let it go
I stay preyin' on 'em, while my loved ones just prayin' for me
That's the difference, I swear all my niggas gon' spray for me
Like graffiti, get caps closed
Like a TV, I need me the breesh, I was patient
Ain't no love over here, bitches vacant
It get hot in this bitch, it be bakin'
I got tired of people just fakin'
Tired of these niggas hatin'

Money be comin' in, stackin', no fumblin'
Nigga try run up, I'm gunnin' him down
I got this shit that the streets need
Hate or love me, I'm stickin' around
I got a big crib and my mom's good
'Member I was sleepin' on the ground
We was bendin' blocks, lookin' for our opps
Swear to God, we terrorized the town
Pull out the mop, I gotta chill on the drugs
This shit'll bring a nigga down
Yeah, on my dick, told 'em to get out my face
It's static, I don't say a sound (I don't say a sound)
I got a .30 clip up in the Glock with a 4-5 with a double round
Niggas comin' for my top, so I see an opp, put him in the ground
No, we ain't playin' no games
Thinkin' shit funny, you finna get changed
Don't try to cop it, you better run when that .40 go bang
I got a different type of life
The shit that I seen might've turned you insane (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got a different type of life
All though it wasn't perfect ain't shit I would change, no

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