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Lil TJAY - Brothers (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Tjay
Lil Tjay
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joao Duarte
Joao Duarte
Songwriter
Demetrie Glover
Demetrie Glover
Songwriter
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Tione Merritt
Tione Merritt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JD On Tha Track
JD On Tha Track
Producer
Protege Beatz
Protege Beatz
Producer
Drü Oliver
Drü Oliver
Mixing Engineer
Eric Lagg
Eric Lagg
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Big bag dont 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 everyday can't be lazy Bodies drop all the time I don't feel nothing Swear to god y'all gone 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 tooted 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 gone 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 tooted 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 shitting 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 Bitches see me and scream lil TJay Had to fuck up the spot for my bday Hit the telly and catch me in BJ Fuck this love I don't want me a skeezay Give her dick 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 shit I know these niggas gone 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 gone make me go kill something Told my shootas no mercy or chill button I done been through so much I don't feel nothing I was down off the drugs, had me tooted 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 gone 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 tooted 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 imma 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 shit 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 gone 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 tooted 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 gone 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 tooted I was locked in my cell bout to lose it They be watching me clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing
Writer(s): Demetrie Glover, Joao Victor Alba Duarte, Tione Merritt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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