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letra de go in - lil tjay

[intro]
jd on tha track
oh, no, no, no
uh-uh, yeah

[chorus]
n-ggas can say what they want, say what they want
they must not want me to win
this sh-t no cap a ten, i lost a friend
i see a opp, i go in
got me some sh-t that extend
you just all talk, how you ain’t ain’t never come spend?
i told my moma to grin, we at the top
i ain’t been broke in a min
f-ck up my back for this sh-t
since the beginnin’, i just got lost in the wind
i had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer
he gotta come home again
i need like fifty a show, that’s how it go
i pick up half at the end
young n-gga stay in the trap
caught me a beamer
truely i wanted the benz

[verse 1]
everybody grind, everybody eat
i been on my grind on my two feet (on my two feet)
b-tterfly door, that’s a two-seat (that’s a two-seat)
jt finna punch, call him bruce lee
we’ll spin a n-gga block, only two deep
n-gga ran out his socks like new feet (new feet)
when the mac got knocked, but he loopey
wanna see my whole block wearin’ gucci (gucci)
and the good die young said pucci
walk around two shots of dússe
outta town finna cop no uzi (no uzi)
know a lot p-ssy n-ggas wanna shoot me (wanna shoot me)
wear my hat to the back, i ain’t guilty
had your main b-tch eat, she a groupie
i remember block days, you a toupie (two p)
in the cell writin’ bars on the two sheet (on the two sheets)
i remember when the crib had no heat
i remember when the opps wanted no beef
i remember spinnin’ blocks in a stollie
seen a n-gga get burned with a bogie
i done seen a good kid start od
i seen bro die from the police
so i’m tryin’ not to cry every day now
so i still feel the pain when i lay down
if you hit this p-ssy n-gga, better stay down (stay down)
you ain’t never moved guns for the greyhound
you ain’t never gonna spin when it came down
and i really wanna hear what you say now
keep a pole everyday, we don’t play ’round
backpack got the stash, it’s a spray ground
i remember tryna jog at the playground
in the stu’ goin’ hard everyday now

[verse 2]
i hope my mother forget the sh-t that i did
she ain’t expect from a kid
this is the way that it is
stick to your biz’ ‘fore you start runnin’ your lips
i know some k!llers and goons, i send them lurkin’
they finna get you by noon
you can get swept like a broom, heaven got room
you finna go up there soon
what you -ssume? had to eat
i ain’t start with no spoon
feel like beverages got me in tune
now, i’m finna shoot off to the moon
not much goin’, i sign it, they zoom
b-tches fienin’ and give up they cool
made a milli’, so i’m out from the goons
i might have me a bentley in soon
i’ma reach for the stars, i soon cop me a new audemar
had to let go like f-ck up the bar
i told the dealership, i’m with my car
i be the man, too many press’ on the ‘gram
learn what you don’t understand
you just a fan, soon as you show me you ran
broke off the head of the xan
boy, i’ma “blam”, that’s what you don’t understand
now we ain’t finna throw hands, no, no
n-gga tryna steal my shine
i’ma clap before you tryna take mine (no, no, no, no)
lately i been on my grind, for a fact we gon’ all be fine (no, no, no, no)
haters tryna waste my time, for a fact, i’m payin no mind

- lil tjay

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