Project Walls Songtext

von Lil Tjay

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In dem Song "Project Walls" von Lil Tjay geht es darum, wie er aus schwierigen Verhältnissen kommt und sein Leben verbes...

Go crazy now
Ah-ah, ah, uh
Yeah, I want it, I-I-I-I, I wanna know
Roaches, project walls
Dead broke, I seen all
Tryna change my life, damn near
Tried it all
Know some want me dead, locked
Up in the feds
I strive for better
′Member when I was broke
Runnin' ′round hungry, no coat
Probably fried or put up on the
Dope Never had money, so I got
The bag and went dummy
Had shit to cop up with my notes
Freestylin' quotes
Came from the bottom, it's possible
Over work was my
Approach
These niggas ghosts
Stick to the ones that gon′
Love you for you, if not, you′re gon' be toast
Niggas be jokes, gotta stay woke They want my spot, that′s why I do
The most This off the dome
Sometimes, I
Tend to roam
But I can't leave it ′lone, they got
Me coast to coast
Still check in a lot to make sure
Mama proud
Clearin' two hundred fifty, Rolling
Loud
We been sellin′ out bigger shows
Bigger crowds
Still, I don't know how
My friends tell me they miss me
"Tjay can you drown?
Please don't play around
Focus on your sound, put on for the
Towns"
Tryna mix pieces I can′t pronounce
Pockets clutchin′ up, man, I can't frown
Thankin, "Lord, why You do it for me?
Know It′s many who see, now let's never go down
Roaches, project walls, dead broke, Tryna change my life, damn near
I seen all
Tried it all
Know some want me dead, locked
Up in the feds
I strive for better
Those just federal walls, I seen that before (′Fore)
I'm so gone, oh God, I don′t cry no
More (More, oh) Fake shit tear me down, all way to
My core (My core)
Play for the second time 'round
No, I don't need that whore Tell ′em to try it again, them
Niggas, they thought I was
Finished, yeah
Pullin′ right up in a
Benz, I gotta make sure that
They hear me, yeah (Ooh)
Tell 'em, "I don′t need no friends,"
I'm runnin′ up all the millions
Got my back, I don't need no hand
We swerve on all them niggas
Have ′em spray the
Fan in front of my fam'
I'll have ′em up all the switches
I ain′t showin' my hand
Part of my plan, I′m handlin'
All the business
And I handle her too
They just salt me down, I
Seen that before I heard gun shots ′
Round, I'm not worried no more
Roaches, project walls, dead broke
I seen all
Tryna change my life
Damn near tried it all
Know some want me dead
Locked up in the feds I strive for better