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dangerous / no games - lil tjay lyrics

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[lil tjay * verse 1]
i wake up and stunt
hit the mall and get exactly what i want
and that .40 cal is on me in case a n*gga tryna front
if you try, you gon die, i ain’t even gotta lie
bullets fly, homicide, now your momma wonder why
stop playing with n*ggas, ooh i be playing with n*ggas
stop playing with n*ggas, this life is dangerous n*gga
like ooh, i said it’s dangerous n*gga
like ooh, i said it’s dangerous n*gga
i keep a chop, he start running to a opp
n*gga run up, he get shot
then i act like i forgot
nah nah, i ain’t playing no games with n*ggas
fake love, i swear the money be changing n*ggas
they gon run up on me, f*ck around and knock his bean bag
if you’re looking for me you gon catch me where the [?] at
homicide, i seen that
millions, i dream that
made a promise everything be fine, and i mean that
[leeky bandz ]
im ready to lose it, it just be keep incoming
i lost it all and i started crying like [?]
i open shop everyday at 7, we come from nothing
i watch my momma just sit and cry cause we out of money
i played that block for like 8 [?], i pray for nothing
f*ck all my opps, make his body drop, we ain’t saving nothing
[?] n*ggas, we shoot you and you [?]
my n*ggas hoopin’ and ballin’ i ain’t talking about [?]

[lil tjay * verse 2]
i drop some flock every now and then and ima keep it coming
my fallen soldiers gon sleep in peace, dont you push the b*tton
i love my n*ggas i always told em to hold their heads
these n*ggas feenin’ for clout but i’d rather chase the bread
a lot of sh*t going on and got my momma stressed
a lot of n*ggas ain’t loyal, but i be sayin less
nah nah, i ain’t playing no games with n*ggas
fake love, i swear the money be changing n*ggas

[leeky bandz]
them b*tches tryna faking me out
when i was broke they ain’t figure me out
that’s why im kicking her out
tell her [?] and put my d*ck in her mouth
im from the six that’s why im sixing it out
we keep them sticks in the couch
[?] broke but put that sh*t in the [?]
.36 on me, i had to put it in route
that’s why im shipping it out
i had to go but i just couldn’t get out
i had to go but they ain’t give me the route
i had to figure it out

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