Lil Tjay - Ruthless (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Tjay - Ruthless (en) Lyrics
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2, 3 bands and you thinking
shit sweet little nigga
I ain't never gonna extend my hand
If we too deep vs the whole block deep
Swear to god I ain't ever
gonna fail my mans
Money gonna come like
the money gonna go
All these fake niggas started
getting too close
So I stay with my guys
that been by my side
Cause I know they gone ride
til the car can't drive
New drip had to pick up some sauce
New kicks I don't care what it cost
Ruthless I don't care who lost
Stupid I done turned to a boss
And I know
They don't wanna see the young boy win
When I come up there's a
whole lotta gang shit
As a youngin I just wanted
to be famous
Hopped in the booth til we
screamed that we made it
Other day I was recording
in the basement
Now I pull up to a show in a spaceship
How you screaming day
1 doing fake shit
Nowadays bad bitches wanna taste it
Pull up on the S show love
that be gang shit
And if they let me in the
game Ima change it
Ain't a lotta niggas saying
that I'm basic
Pop out I'm a stain Balmain
and some bape shit
Niggas see me they ain't
ever gonna say shit
Buss down they ain't never
gone take this
Money I got lil nigga can't make this
Counting blue strips broke
niggas gonna hate this
Momma so proud I'ma take
her on vacation
I be goin hard
Remember used to starve
Remember selling nicks right
on the boulevard
Goin downtown try to steal a nigga car
And if I call Tut he'll
pull a nigga card
I don't play the field no
more without the hammer
Brodie on the news whole
face on the camera
Free all my day 1 niggas
out the slammer
Opp nigga told black and
white he a panda
Got me finna run up in his
crib like I'm Santa
All this designer got
me broads in Atlanta
Honestly I ain't playin games no more
And they be on my dick til
my thing feel sore
Bitch said I'm trash shorty
change your draws
I ain't worried about you
why you worried about me
Ima still popout with
a fresh white tee
With some retro j's and
some fresh Nike's
Check up they don't wanna see me win
Flex up Ima jump out the gym
New water watch that young boy swim
I got it the harder way like I'm Tim
In that Maybach you can't
see through the tint
I rock foreign but bro in a stolie
Had to make me some plays on my doli
Think I made it these
bitches all on me
Now they say that chain is a trophy
Boss up he a baby like jodi
Used to go hit a stain for the oz
When I put on the ice it be OD
I'm talkin money putting
cash on the three way
Doin the dash on the freeway
I knew I would get it they
didn't believe me
Baby I make it look easy
Your bitch keep callin
and sayin she need me
I know she see me with Tjay
I'm sipping fours of the
drink moving slow mo
But my whip through speed race
She wanna link up a hoe
That's a no go
I be stackin my cheese cake
Yeah I get to the racks
and I'm up by the rim
Collectin em back and I do it again
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