Текст песни Lil Jay - Bray BTM

Bray BTM man
Niggas seen mad real shit out here man
A lot of niggas died out here in
Queens just from trying to prove a point or sum
A lot of real niggas let me tell ya a story
Man name is Little Jay
Little nigga with mad heart
Mac head and all that
Brody got called out for a drill and never came back
I'm gonna tell you the story about that
You know my boy Jay had to spin the block first
That's how we got to start it

Two pumps from the shottie
Hit the two ops
But it ricache the body
Hit the whole block
People at the scene
Somebody dropped
Cops on the way
So He not gonna stay
Got to get away
With assault on his name
Had gloves on
Threw the shottie in the lake
City getting hot so he went a different state
Went to diner for a little appetizer
Put the tv on and he saw his whole face
He had a tinted car and it wasn't his plates
So how he got caught
(How)
Man fuck that he see the little waitress tryna get the phone
Tried to get low
(Nah)
Had to blow her brains out and get up on on the road
Praying to the lord like this shouldn't be my story
I have a little family I know that they worried
Brain getting blurry
Stopped at a store to get a lil roll up
Just to much stress he really got to smoke up
Got a call from the mama like boy u really choked up
You did bad shit but today is a bonus
Don't come back or you really gonna fuck us
Just like that Jay homeless
To much shit it's bogus
The blunt he rolled he smoked it
He thinking
Like what was I even thinking
Now look at me now I'm sinking
I'm a felon
To hell I go
The demon in him made a animal
He can't think about anymore
Might have to find a place to go
Might have to sleep along the floor
Might even have to sin some more
He getting hungry and his pockets are low
He cannot sleep so it's time for a show
Little lady walking down the block
Bad timing for her life looking slow
He took a knife and he went straight for the throat
He saw a camera so he had to get low
This money action to make sure he not broke
Time to get back on the freeway
He made ten buck so he want something cheesy
Pizzeria in the next town looking feasty
Few miles and this nigga still speeding
Walked in calm but niggas still peeped him
Niggas grilling but it ain't for a greeting
I'll tell you what
My boy Jay is bold
Niggas grilling
I'm leaving the store
Boss came said you are that boy
Demon timing boss locked all the doors
Said you are done you are seeing the law
You dead to me you made innocent fall
Jay shocked he made the wrong move
Oh no he thought he was doom
Pockets change went from dimes to a tool
Sweeped the room now more blood on this fool
Jay took a slice
(Uh huh)
Then checked the register
(Give me that)
It all just registered
(Oh yea)
This shit ain't regular
(It ain't reg)
This man the devil
(He's the devil)
And agreed on that though
(He did)
He is a asshole
(Oh man)
But he can't turn back tho
(He can't)
Queens to Philly
Long trip thinking about the demons with me
Demons talking
Call Philly PD let's get demon silly
Demons ready
Told police popping out get ready
Grabbed his semi
He about to make a nightmare like fready
Dispatcher
Said don't do it
Just stay there and don't be stupid
Jay ain't care
Pulled up to the station and said nigga I'm here
No more talking
Jay Popped a cop and put him in a coffin
Shit got real
Just for a meal
A battle in a precinct got Jay killed
Got jay killed

That's the story of little Jay