Never Leave Songtext
von Lil Tjay

Said you want nothin′, I'll buy you whatever
I′m talkin' whatever you need to succeed
New fit, need leather, new mink for the weather
These bitches could never fuck with you, like, "Please"

Hunnid on my wrist, you know I'm a star
Cover the scars that I wear on my sleeves
Tryna go far every day, I′ve been puttin′ in work
All I ask is that you never leave

Milli's I got ′em, they all in the bank
We came a long way from duckin' the D′s
Go rob a nigga, get a couple of blues
Ain't nobody got no bread in the pea

Most respect to anybody that′s real
I could never jack a nigga that's cheap
What you lil' niggas know about opps?
What′s the reason you got beef with the Gz


Really with it, I′m tryna see better
Show a different lane, I went overseas
They said, "Tjay got no love for the block"
Every time I don't go cater their needs

Bein′ honest, see? They focus on guap
Told myself, "You gotta focus, you not"
Out my deal, so now I can finally rap
Label deal was tryna get me to go pop

Spent few hunnid, I'm ′bout to get me a drop
Louis V, I bought out 80 of the shops
Why these niggas say they happy I made it
They just really want a nigga to flop

We all naturally tryna do better
But they wanna take me, so I stay with my knock
I was low-key tryna get me a wife
But I seen how these bitches be thots

Playin' with me, must be off of a rock
Quickest way to way to get a shell in your top
I ain′t got to blow the marketin' budget
They know it's real, that′s why they stream me a lot


I got niggas stayin′ up in a cage
My life so weird, I think I need me a sage
DA tryna throw me under the jail
Probably jealous 'bout the money I made

Pinky ring, VVS
Keys to steerin′ wheel of the foreign
Whipped out a GPS
One thing I know, that these hos was goin'

Pass the ball, make a hunnid a day
When it coulda been like minimum wage
In the county, ain′t no friends, just faith
Draco told me that they usually pray

Want to repeat this life, I'm true to this, I told you twice
Gave you my back to stab, at least you coulda leave a knife
Why would you smile with me then leave me all alone to cry?

This shit paid for, ain′t no rental
Uh, this that good dope, uh, shit like fentanyl
I got baseball money put up in a safehouse
I need 60K to hit low like I'm Adolf

Bro want bodies, gon' drop, and the block gon′ spin
Got a real scary bitch, we from Washington
Pain been workin′ overtime, how hard they whipped this chain
Pain been workin' overtime, I′ve had it with this fame

Pain been workin' over
Gun to my head
Double R truck
Windows fog up

In the rain while it′s stormin'
Lord, I′m so weak
I can't even sleep
'Cause I′ve done some things
Might come back and hurt me, yeah

It was game, courtside
I used to come pay for a fade
It′s possible I make a hunnid a day, it coulda been minimum wage