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Brothers Lil Tjay - Ringtone Lyric

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(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, RIP Mavy
I got money and niggas move shady
With my brother I put that on, baby
My first car I might cop a Mercedes
In 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, had me zooted
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, had me zooted
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 s**tting, 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
b***hes see me and scream lil TJay
Had to f**k up the spot for my bday
Hit the telly and catch me in BJ
f**k this love, I don’t want me a skeezay
Give her d**k, now she feel like she need me
I’m too high, always smoking on GG
Bankroll had to stack my chips
SB almost jacked my s**t
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 move 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, had me zooted
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, had me zooted
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’mma get to the top
Niggas waiting, the tape ’bout to drop
Told my momma that I’m destined to pop
Y’all ain’t think I would get what I got
But I stay true to myself
No losing myself
Improving myself
I’m on the road to the riches
Been asking the lord for forgiveness
I got two or three opps on the hitlist
Y’all be talking but they never did s**t
You be better off minding your business
Hard-headed, I just don’t like to listen
Mesclando I stay in the kitchen
Money coming and 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 move 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, had me zooted
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, had me zooted
I was locked in my cell ’bout to lose it
They be watching me, clocking my movements
They be plotting on catching me snoozing