Decline (feat. Lil Baby) - Lil Tjay

(Yeah) Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay) Flooded watch, drop top (Skrrt) Fuck 12, fuck the opps (Okay) Wrist broke (Whip, whip) in the pot Selling rocks (Okay), on the block (Okay) Put up guap, sending shots At your top (Okay), fuck you thought? (Okay) Fucking thots, watch 'em flock Off-white seats (Okay), Off-white socks (Okay) 1800 for a pair of jeans, that's okay I got money, I give all my shooters good pay Headshot with a infrared beam from far away Long as it don't come back to me, I think it's okay Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay) We the wrong niggas to run to, put cake in a funnel Lil' bitch fuck for the bundle Put a Glock in the console, yeah Why the bitch wanna say my name on the gram? Ho, relax (Ho, relax) I beat my gun case Three, four times, can't hold me back (Rrra) And you can never hang around if you owe me racks (If you owe me racks) And I'm not talkin' about navigation I'm with NAV (And I'm with NAV) And I was hangin' in Chiraq, dope on the ave (Gang) And if you sliding with them killers, grab that mask (Turn up) And she be driving on the road, coke in her ass (Yeah) And that first time robbing the plug We ain't coming, no cash (Yeah) Trackhawk 2018, do the dash (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Ain't give no money so he try to put me on blast, yeah Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay)

June, you're a genius Hitmaka Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a 100K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road rage Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a 100K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to takе a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road ragе Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon Well, if I may speak freely, we gon' get a bag if we need it Buss it down, flip it, repeat it, suckas be greedy We was never playin' in the game, if we was, before we lost, we cheated Hold up, they ain't made a game you can play on me I just be prayin' for these niggas, that they pray on me They got another thing comin', homie, they gon' see I got the blessings of an Angel everyday on me Okay, church, nigga used to ask me where I'm from Tell 'em Bankhead, nigga, but the earth my turf Work, wonder what's up under my shirt Wonder why I ain't gettin' searched Nigga, T.I.P been solid, speak against his name in the hood And you will get slapped out 'bout it, had straps out wildin' But moments in the past just made me who I am That's why I don't run from it Keep it one hunnid Anyone who don't like it, then fuck 'em Get a little money then double level Came a way from sellin' weed in the envelope To Puff Daddy standin' with me in Chinchilla Road run, Rubberband Man Made a 100 mil' off of 50 grand man Well, goddamn My suggestion is that you follow your dreams in this bitch Put your heart in this shit, you're bound to get rich, no cap Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a 100K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road rage Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a 100K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road rage Swervin' in an Aston Martin I just wore two million worth of jewelry to an interview I got people askin' me, "What the fuck done got into you?" I done put it all on the line, I knew that the rent was due Hard to go and get, no trippin', it wasn't no handouts Corner store got hot, we start sellin' 'em out my man house We ain't never have nothin', stay pullin' bands out I been runnin' it up and I heard he ran out Know these pussy niggas wishin' shit would fan out, it won't How you make the gun go on safety? It don't You that young turnt nigga, Baby, for shit, sure Never in my feelings 'bout a broad, she can hit, bro Red inside, Rolls truck, call it Big Boat Heard a nigga say he want smoke Switch out my clip on my pole, had to add a lil' more I ain't really up for no arguin' Nigga said he gon' do what? Bitch, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a 100K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road rage Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasn't poppin' Well, they been misinformed, I got a 100K in my pocket I be outside totin' carbon With the young niggas shootin' like Harden, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road rage Swervin' in an Aston Martin Shut up, sucka nigga, get up Crazy in your head thinkin' you can get us hit up Foreign, automotives all in my lawn Yawn, did this shit so long it's gettin' borin' Trap to the culture, made a motherfuckin' lifestyle Shoutout to my niggas doin' trap-music right now But you know we ain't with the hype, a million on the mic Get to switchin' out a queen, just 'cause she ain't what we like I'm a king, done my thing from the green to the white When you finished with opinions, I got four or five classics Say I ain't the shit, that nigga must be dippin' acid Fuck what all 'em other niggas doin', all I know is keep goin' Start gettin' money, I enjoyed it Started sellin' crack for employment Make it out of Georgia, that was a nigga only intent Get the suckas out the way and get rich Blockin' my path Boy, the .40 Kal start barkin' like my nigga DMX in this bitch I'm a vet' at this shit And all I ever been was authentic 20 years I been handlin' my business Get in my bag, stackin' my pennies Buyin' everything on the west side of the city 'Cause that's where all the niggas don't play about T.I.P So what I care 'bout what you got to say to T.I.P? Nigga, beg your pardon

I know They wanna turn me into Pasto Oh Lil Tjay What you know about playing in the field? Growin' up, young niggas playing with a steel Never will I ever switch sides, I'm forever gon ride Smelly Drive, bro lookin' from the sky I know what it's like tryna duck 5-0 I've been traumatized since they took my bro My whole fan base only gon' grow Clout goin' up so i keep my pole I know, they don't wanna see me glow I know, I know, I know, I know, I know They wanna turn me into Pa$to I know, I know, I know, I know, I know They don't wanna see me glow I know, I know, I know, I know, I know They wanna turn me into Pa$to I know, I know, I know, I know, I know They tryna turn a young nigga into Pa$to Dare a nigga name a place we cannot go Talkin' on bro, don't care, let the shots go SB niggas don't care what the opps throw Swear I remember those times, block selling dimes, promise we all gon' be fine I got too much on my mind, bullets start flyin', sharpen and somebody dyin' I know, there's a lot to be grateful for Can't list all the things that I'm thankful for Could be somewhere in a cell, somewhere in the ground, but life's goin' good and I'm takin' off On the road, doing shows, finna take a tour Niggas mad, in they bag 'cause i'm making more Flexed up, can't fuck with no basic hoe Huh, lil bitch give me face and jaw You stupid niggas is mad at me Yeah I slipped, but nobody had accuracy Vice versa woulda been a catastrophe Vice versa woulda been a catastrophe Yeah Came a long way Used to sit up in my cell writing all day You ain't never show me love, don't you call me You don't fuck with me no more, what they all say What you know about playing in the field? Growin' up, young niggas playing with a steel Never will I ever switch sides, I'm forever gon ride Smelly Drive, bro lookin' from the sky I know what it's like tryna duck 5-0 I've been traumatized since they took my bro My whole fan base only gon' grow Clout goin' up so i keep my pole I know, they don't wanna see me glow I know, I know, I know, I know, I know They wanna turn me into Pa$to I know, I know, I know, I know, I know They don't wanna see me glow I know, I know, I know, I know, I know They wanna turn me into Pa$to I know, I know, I know, I know, I know Came up but I'm never gon stop though Law abidin' but I always keep a chop' though Nigga not low, cook a nigga like Rosco Bodies droppin' all the time where the opps go I know, I know i'm finna' be the man Big S on my chest, call me Superman Niggas like "damn," holdin' out they hand I was in the can whole time thinking of a band Gotta stay 10 toes on my pivot Never gon' preach, nigga, something I ain't livin' Rats are forbidden, they could never be forgiven Sent my hitters on a mission, to assure that you ain't livin' now Give me that chain Take the profit and stuff it inside of my mains Who'd of ever think that everything changed? And I really wish that nigga treat me the same Gang Gang Gang Lil Tjay SB, really stain gang Used to wake up and juug just to maintain Used to wake up and juug just to maintain Gang Gang Lil Tjay SB really stain' gang Used to wake up and juug just to maintain All my life it was really the same thing What you know about playing in the field? Growin' up, young niggas playing with a steel Never will I ever switch sides, I'm forever gon ride Smelly Drive, bro lookin' from the sky I know what it's like tryna duck 5-0 I've been traumatized since they took my bro My whole fan base only gon' grow Clout goin' up so i keep my pole I know, they don't wanna see me glow I know, I know, I know, I know, I know They wanna turn me into Pa$to I know, I know, I know, I know, I know They don't wanna see me glow I know, I know, I know, I know, I know They wanna turn me into Pa$to I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

Big bag dont mean everything wavy I got 99 problems like Jay Z Caught a felony judge tried to slave me Lost my grandmother RIP Mavy I got money and niggas move shady With my brother I put that on baby My first car I might cop a Mercedes In the stu everyday can't be lazy Bodies drop all the time I don't feel nothing Swear to god y'all gone make me go kill something Told my shooters no mercy or chill button I done been through so much I don't feel nothing I was down off the drugs, had me tooted I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it They be watching me clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing Bodies drop all the time I don't feel nothing Swear to god y'all gone make me go kill something Told my shooters no mercy or chill button I done been through so much I don't feel nothing I was down off the drugs, had me tooted I was locked in my cell bout to lose it They be watching me clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing I be shitting I make it look easy I was innocent they ain't believe me Ain't no lie I be seeing illusions I can't figure who real it's confusing 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 bday Hit the telly and catch me in 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 smoking on GG Bankroll had to stack my chips SB almost jacked my shit I know these niggas gone hate me I've been working hard driving me crazy Big bag don't mean everything wavy I got 99 problems like Jay Z Caught a felony judge tried to slave me Lost my grandmother R.I.P Mavy I got money and niggas move 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 nothing Swear to god y'all gone make me go kill something Told my shootas no mercy or chill button I done been through so much I don't feel nothing I was down off the drugs, had me tooted I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it They be watching me clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing Bodies drop all the time I don't feel nothing Swear to god y'all gone make me go kill something Told my shooters no mercy or chill button I done been through so much I don't feel nothing I was down off the drugs, had me tooted I was locked in my cell bout to lose it They be watching me clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing Dream big imma get to the top Niggas waiting the tape bout to drop Told my momma that I'm destined to pop Y'all ain't think I would get what I got But I stay true to myself No losing myself Improving myself I'm on the road to the riches Been asking the lord for forgiveness I got two or three opps on the hitlist Y'all be talking but they never did shit You be better off minding your business Hard headed I just don't like to listen Mesclando I stay in the kitchen Money coming and my palms is itching Y'all niggas ain't no competition Big bag don't mean everything wavy I got 99 problems like Jay Z Caught a felony judge tried to slave me Lost my grandmother R.I.P Mavy I got money and niggas move 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 nothing Swear to god y'all gone make me go kill something Told my shooters no mercy or chill button I done been through so much I don't feel nothing I was down off the drugs, had me tooted I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it They be watching me clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing Bodies drop all the time I don't feel nothing Swear to god y'all gone make me go kill something Told my shooters no mercy or chill button I done been through so much I don't feel nothing I was down off the drugs, had me tooted I was locked in my cell bout to lose it They be watching me clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing

Aria made this Every night, there's a murder in my city Every time I think about it, that shit hit me Streets no games, so I choose to keep it with me Streets no games, guess I gotta keep it with me Every night it's a murder in my city Every time, think about it, that shit hit me That be why a nigga gotta keep a glizzy That be why a nigga gotta keep a glizzy 19, I seen some crazy shit, sanity, I'm chasing it Going through so much that every blunt I see, I'm facing it I was really patient with success, I had to wait for it Now everybody's startin' to feel entitled, swear I hate this shit To the top, I'm taking it, remember taking station flicks Oh, hell no, I can't go back to that jail, but still, I hate to slip All this just the basic shit, don't know who might relate to this I don't open up, but I pour out while I'm makin' shit Nigga think he takin' shit, he must just want his face to lift If it weren't for rapping, I'd be fuckin' with that nasal sniff Rap money good, know they'll kill me for a taste of it I ain't stressin', Cookies out the pound, rollin' eighths of it Every night, there's a murder in my city Every time I think about it, that shit hit me Streets no games, so I choose to keep it with me Streets no games, guess I gotta keep it with me Every night it's a murder in my city Every time, think about it, that shit hit me That be why a nigga gotta keep a glizzy That be why a nigga gotta keep a glizzy We done lost a couple niggas from that sandbox I gotta watch the way I move 'cause that sand hot I used to look up to them niggas in the streets 'Til them same niggas got down on both knees and took a plea I'm gon' probably fuck around and make this song cry I refuse to let these bitches see my soft side Before you suck me off, you gotta let my balls dry This casket big enough, so fuck it, y'all can all die I know they hate me, it's crazy, I ain't do shit to niggas Every day I walk around your hood ready to spit on niggas I can't let these niggas take me out my element We ain't go to school 'cause in the streets, we gain intelligence You know I ain't scared to step to these niggas I just hate it when you treat me like the rest of these niggas As for the rest of these niggas, go get a vest for these niggas We servin' head cracks, you don't want no bets with me, nigga Every night, there's a murder in my city Every time I think about it, that shit hit me Streets no games, so I choose to keep it with me Streets no games, guess I gotta keep it with me Every night it's a murder in my city Every time, think about it, that shit hit me That be why a nigga gotta keep a glizzy That be why a nigga gotta keep a glizzy

Oh, you're cool as ever (you're cool as ever) Your heart, it glitters in gold (your heart, it glitters in gold) You make me quiver (you make me quiver), shiver Got me like, ooh You're cool as ever (you're cool as ever) (shit) Your heart, it glitters in gold (your heart, it glitters in gold) You make me quiver (you make me quiver), shiver (uh) Got me like, ooh Did so much shit, when I take losses, feel like karma (uh) 'Member I was broke, and now I'm swimmin' in these commas (uh) Sippin' on this cup, and I'm just thinkin' 'bout my momma (uh) I'm tryna keep a focus, I'm attractin' all this drama (uh) Yeah (yeah), huh (huh), and I don't even know who fault it is (I don't) But I climbed too far to go and fall to this (I won't) Bitch, I knew for years (years), actin' like she care Goin' live, clout-chasin', look at all this shit (uh) Gotta stay solid under pressure (pressure) Niggas talkin' caps, so I don't let them give me lectures (nah) I don't think you corny, nigga, I just think I'm better And the feds probably read your shit, so I don't send 'em letters (uh) Huh (huh), yeah (yeah), and all that hatin' get me sick (get me sick) If I was broke and you was me, you'd be a lick (huh, yeah) Half a Percocet and liquor get me lit (yeah) I'll probably fall asleep, so I don't hit the spliff (uh) I say yes, say that, no shame (yeah) I gotta work into the goal as far as I came (yeah) I been doin' me, bro, don't be strange (huh, huh) No breaks, I want everything (huh) Niggas get a buzz, I don't know why they stop (damn) I don't know why they stop (damn) Huh (huh), I don't know why they stop (huh) I work too hard to let 'em take me out my spot (yeah) Smoke for the trauma, sip for the pain (pain) I rap for the commas (huh), I click for the gang (bxaow) Made it, so I walk around with foreign everything (skrrt) Real nigga, I ain't ever had no water on my name (yeah) Water on my wrist though, water on my chain (mm) Water got your bitch wet, make her go insane (uh) Pull up in that new coupe, might take off the brain (skrrt) I done probably drove every fuckin' foreign you can name (skrrt, skrrt) Locked up, free my niggas sittin' in them chains (yeah) Full score, tryna get some new points for the gang (huh, huh) If this ain't what you want, then slow your role and play your lane (nah) 'Cause the moment bodies drop, this shit'll never be the same (grrr) Lotta niggas real, couple niggas fake (yeah) Got the bag then my thoughts flipped the other way (uh) Dirty nigga, why you steady lookin' at my plate? (Huh, huh) It be greedy niggas, those type of niggas that I hate (uh) Traumatized, thinkin', head bussin', nothin' fake (yeah) Tryna talk to God, but I don't know if he relate (yeah) Like, if they would've took me, am I valid through the gate? It's the type of shit that I don't know It's the type of shit that I be feelin' when I'm low (damn) In the clouds, I'm smokin' on this dummy out the O (damn) Momma told me, "Gotta stop the dissin', gotta grow" (okay) Then I think 'bout how them niggas wanted me to go Smoke for the trauma, sip for the pain (pain) Rap for the commas, click for the gang (baow) Made it, so I walk around with foreign everything (uh) Real nigga, I ain't ever had no water on my name (nah) Water on my wrist though, water on my chain Water got your bitch wet, make her go insane (huh, huh) Pull up in the new coupe, might take off the brain (skrrt) I done probably drove every fuckin' foreign you can name (skrrt, skrrt) I had the pain I had the pain Mm, hm, hmm Mm, hmm, hmm Hmm, hmm, hmm