| Yeah, I think it’s time to shine, I been waitin' so long
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| Broski servin' time, he been gone for so long
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| And I promise Imma do this shit for us just hold on
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| Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
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| In the telly sippin' Henny and I got my robe on
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| And they know I’m throwin' bullets, tell the opps to go long
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| They weren’t ready for that last year, told us «hold on»
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| Bro gone, ain’t no chill button, we gon' go strong
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| Hoppin' out I got a mask
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| Hit 'em through the dash, celebrate and laugh
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| I ain’t want for all this to get physical
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| Don’t get left where they gotta come visit you
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| Gang gang, call 'em out to extort you
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| Little more than 180 the Porsche do
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| See my shinin' cuz I can afford to
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| I’m a stain so I gotta move cautious
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| Happy I’m livin the life I was given
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| Now we ain’t shakin, don’t think that I’m slippin
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| I pull up, I’m grippin, still makin' my chicken
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| You mad, my bad, Lil TJay ain’t trippin'
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| And they mad cuz I’m stackin my knots, and fuckin' they thot
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| Yes, I’m still puttin' on for the block, still on my way to the top
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| And I’m stealing your food cuz my hunger ain’t never gonna stop
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| Trauma fuck with my mind wasting no time, I’m focused on betterin' mine
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| Bullets gon' wet up your spine, throw shots from behind
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| Lil TJay, he one of a kind
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| This the reason I gotta go off
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| Take your moms out the hood, it don’t matter the cost
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| 17 life is short but I’m rich and a boss
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| See the haters is mad cuz they hate how I floss
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| Yeah, I think it’s time to shine, I been waitin' so long
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| Broski servin' time, he been gone for so long
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| And I promise Imma do this shit for us just hold on
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| Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
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| In the telly sippin' Henny and I got my robe on
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| And they know I’m throwin' bullets, tell the opps to go long
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| They weren’t ready for that last year, told us «hold on»
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| Bro gone, ain’t no chill button, we gon' go strong
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| Bro gone, bodies drop all the time but I’m still finna kill something
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| Run up on me and that steel drummin'
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| All my life I been hungry, that meal comin'
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| Me and my niggas must get in no credit, we tryna' see commas on debit
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| I told my niggas we all gon' be fine, I promise, remember I said it
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| I’m in foreign switch lanes, I took off the brain for all them nights we went
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| through pain
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| Drippy, I’m making it rain, Lil TJay my name, you see what it say on the chain
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| I been doin' my own thing
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| When it come to that money I flip it like cocaine
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| She eat up and get protein, I just hit it and dub it, no cuffin and no games
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| I be shittin' with no shame
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| And I been was that nigga 'fore rappin with no chains
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| Where I come from they tote things
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| Lil niggas out buckin, they shootin' with no aim
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| You ain’t never put in no pain
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| How the fuck you gon' tell on your homie that’s so lame
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| I don’t never say no names
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| So my goal is to get to the top with whole gang
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| Yeah, I think it’s time to shine, I been waitin' so long
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| Broski servin' time, he been gone for so long
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| And I promise Imma do this shit for us just hold on
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| Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
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| In the telly sippin' Henny and I got my robe on
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| And they know I’m throwin' bullets, tell the opps to go long
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| They weren’t ready for that last year, told us «hold on»
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| Bro gone, ain’t no chill button, we gon' go strong |