Big bag don't mean everything wavy (JD on tha Track)
I got ninety-nine problems like JAY-Z
Caught a felony, judge tried to slave me
Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy
I got money and niggas moved shady (ProtegeBeatz)
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 nothin'
Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill somethin'
Told my shooters no mercy or chill button
I done been through so much, I don't feel nothin'
I was down off the drugs, I'm exuded
I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it
They be watchin' me, clockin' my movements
They be plottin' on catchin' me snoozin'
Bodies drop all the time, I don't feel nothin'
Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill somethin'
Told my shooters no mercy or chill button
I done been through so much, I don't feel nothin'
I was down off the drugs, I'm exuded
I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it
They be watchin' me, clockin' my movements
They be plottin' on catchin' me snoozin'

I be shittin', I make it look easy
I was innocent, they ain't believe me
Ain't no lie, I be seein' illusions
I can't figure who real, it's confusin'
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 b-day
Hit the telly and catch me a 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 smokin' on GG
Bankroll, had to stack my chips (bankroll)
SB, I'ma jack my shit (SB)
I know these niggas gon' hate me
I've been workin' hard, drivin' me crazy

Big bag don't mean everything wavy
I got ninety-nine problems like JAY-Z
Caught a felony, judge tried to slave me
Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy
I got money and niggas moved 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 nothin'
Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill somethin'
Told my shooters no mercy or chill button
I done been through so much, I don't feel nothin'
I was down off the drugs, I'm exuded
I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it
They be watchin' me, clockin' my movements
They be plottin' on catchin' me snoozin'
Bodies drop all the time, I don't feel nothin'
Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill somethin'
Told my shooters no mercy or chill button
I done been through so much, I don't feel nothin'
I was down off the drugs, I'm exuded
I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it
They be watchin' me, clockin' my movements
They be plottin' on catchin' me snoozin'

Losin' my cousin, that shit got me two-faced
When I look up, I be fightin' a new case
I stayed in that ghetto so I had a roommate
Auntie fightin' cancer, know that she losin'
Single parent, I depend on my mama
Life in jail, I can't depend on my father
Streets for real, I depend on my choppa
Streets for real, they stopped Varney from walkin'
My soul hurt, my soul hurt
The streets say they fuckin' with the old Durk
Mixed my Percs with the cough syrup
Made her suck my dick 'til her jaws hurt
I'ma say, "Cap," when the bitch start choosin'
I'm in the trap with a whole lotta Uzis
I blew me a bag when I took her to Gucci
Got free clothes, I was fuckin' with a booster
My life changed fast, my homie turned to a rat
I'd rather be snake, that's slatt (that's slatt)
He a straight ho, that nigga pussy, he cap
That nigga pussy, he cap, oh
I vouch to be the streets
Vouch to kill all my enemies, yeah
I vouch to keep the peace
You don't want war, stay out the streets, yeah

Bodies drop all the time, I don't feel nothin'
Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill somethin'
Told my shooters no mercy or chill button
I done been through so much, I don't feel nothin'
I was down off the drugs, I'm exuded
I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it
They be watchin' me, clockin' my movements
They be plottin' on catchin' me snoozin'
Bodies drop all the time, I don't feel nothin'
Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill somethin'
Told my shooters no mercy or chill button
I done been through so much, I don't feel nothin'
I was down off the drugs, I'm exuded
I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it
They be watchin' me, clockin' my movements
They be plottin' on catchin' me snoozin'

Lil Tjay
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Demetrie Glover, Durk Banks, Joao Victor Alba Duarte, Protege Beatz, Tione Meritt