Lyrics June 22nd - Lil Tjay

(Oh, tell them it's the highlight)
(These shows don't feel the same)
Woke up in the morning (no one can feel my pain)
Calm day (mmm)

Woke up in the morning, paranoid, my heater tucked
It's a calm day, time to tee it up
I called the plug, told him, "I'ma need some drink"
He said, "You want Trish or Keisha?" I said, "Nigga, what you think?"

Got fried point-blank, zombie mode, might faint
In the stu', grind more, this the picture I'ma paint
Tryna sign shit, it's the day that I met Ice Spice
She came through lookin' nice, but I was thinkin', "What's the price?"

But back to me, fell asleep right in the stu', I'm lackin'
Pistol packed, he said, "I don't got it," then he cappin'
I'm not the type, the opps know me, I'm more like the shotta type
Strapped if I don't got to fight, used to have a pocket knife

Back to this, I'm tryna 'member, so I don't gas this shit
Truth be told, on what I could see clearly, should be half of it
Plus, I can't spit certain shit, certain shit don't match with this
It's wavy, and it fit the ball, but go against my practices

Passionate, next day, I'm back up on the same shit
Two days, same shit, same guys, same whip
No sleep, chain here, gotta do a couple shit
I ain't really with no security, I'm on some muscles shit

Bust moves, had this little meetin' in the mornin'
Still ain't get no sleep yet, afternoon then torn in
Extra sturdy, this the fuckin' city I was born in
So I know if it ever rain today, it's gon' be pourin'

Opps know It's crazy, they could vouch, now we out
Meet the bros up in the whip and we in route
I go to sleep, I wake up hearin' someone following my car
Bitch, who following my car? (Yo, yo, who that?)
No one following my car

I took a look, I saw the car and then I went right back to sleep
I heard, "That's that car again," what? Never, now it's beef
I grab my Glock and I'm like, "Now I'm finna flip 'em on this street"
Bro's like, "Nah, Tjay, you wildin'"
All I do is suck my teeth

"We downtown in the city, ain't nobody doin' shit"
I'm like, "Nah, bro, you buggin', we was dumb, I'd be a lick"
My new piece just came, my old piece a couple bricks
And if that's the opps, what if they pull up and blitz the whip?
(Yo, yo, yo, that's them right there)

So we argue, know me, I hop out the roof regardless
Moment niggas see me, that's when the car spinned
Niggas get to laughin', they like, "Told you, T, you tweakin'"
I just go right back to sleep, and I'm like, nah, I'm tired of speakin'

Now I'm out the back, 30 later, we at the telly
I won't up when niggas pull up, that shit hurt me and my belly
I ain't get to see if niggas spun the block and got back with us
Fuck around and lose my life just for hangin' with lil' niggas

So we out back to the telly, I relax, finish my nap
Book the stu', so in a few, I'ma go back
Show's lined up, album's soundin' like some crack
So I'm excited for the music comin' out and for the sack

I'm finna go to Paris, really, in a couple hours
This my first time, crazy this shit happened, what a wower
Already got some kills lined up for when I land
Overseas, I be that man, think about it, be like, "Damn"

Now I'm back up, finna go through with the plan
Hit the stu', make a jam, not knowin' (aw, man)
Anyways, I'm well aware, who's drivin', I don't care
Hit the car clutch and sit down, now there's someone in my rear

Yo, T