Never Leave (Explicit)
Lil Tjay"Never Leave (Explicit)" is a song by Lil Tjay, released in 2026 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:36 long and contains 69 lines and 561 words.
Lyrics
0:13Shit ain't 'bout nothing I'll buy you whatever
0:14I'm talkin' whatever you need to succeed
0:16New Fendi leather new mink for the weather
0:18These bitches could never fuck with you like please
0:20Hundred on my wrist you know I'm a star
0:21Cover the scars that I wear on my sleeves
0:23Tryna go far every day I've been putting in work
0:25All I ask is that you never leave
0:27Millies I got 'em they all in the bank
0:28We came a long way from duckin' the D's
0:30Go rob a nigga get a couple of blues
0:32Ain't nobody got no bread in the P
0:33Most respect to anybody that's real
0:35I could never jack a nigga that's cheap
0:37What you lil' niggas know about opps?
0:39What's the reason you got beef with the Gz?
0:40Really right here though I'm tryna see better
0:42Saw a different life I went overseas
0:44They said "Tjay got no love for the block"
0:45Every time I don't go cater their needs
0:47Being honest see? They focus on guap
0:49Told myself "You gotta focus you not"
0:50Out my deal soon I can finally rap
0:52Label deal was tryna get me to go pop
0:54Spent few hundred 'bout to get me a drop
0:56Louis V I brought out eighty to shop
0:57Why these niggas say they happy I made it?
0:59They just really want a nigga to flop
1:01We all naturally tryna do better
1:02They wouldn't take me so I stay with my knocks
1:04I was low-key tryna get me a wife
1:06But I seen how these bitches be thots
1:08Playing with me must be off of a rock
1:09Quickest way to way to get a shell in your top
1:11I ain't got to blow the marketing budget
1:13They know it's real that's why they stream me a lot
1:15I got niggas stayin' up in a cage
1:16My life so weird I think I need me a sage
1:18DA tryna throw me under the jail
1:20Probably jealous 'bout the money I made
1:21Pinky ring VVS
1:23Keys to steering wheel of the foreign
1:25Whipped out a GPS
1:26One thing I know that these hoes goin'
1:28Pass the ball make a hundred a day
1:30When it could've been like minimum wage
1:32In that county ain't no friends just faith
1:33Draco told me that he usually pray
1:36Want to repeat this life I'm true to this I told you twice
1:39Gave you my back to stab at least you could've left the knife
1:43Why would you smile with me then leave me all alone to cry?
1:49This shit paid for ain't no rental uh
1:52This that good dope uh shit like fentanyl
1:55I got baseball money put up in a safe house
1:59I need 60K to hit Lear like I'm Adolf
2:02From where bodies gon' drop and the block gon' spin
2:05Got a redskin bitch she from Washington
2:09Pain been workin' overtime I hardly whipped this chain
2:12Pain been workin' overtime I hardly whip this fame
2:15That pain been workin' over gun to my head
2:19Double R truck windows fog up
2:23In the rain while it's storming
2:24Lord I'm so weak
2:26I can't even sleep
2:28'Cause I done some things
2:29Might come back and haunt me yeah
2:33It was game courtside
2:34I used to come pay for a fade
2:36It's possible I make a hundred a day it could've been minimum wage
Shit ain't 'bout nothing I'll buy you whatever I'm talkin' whatever you need to succeed New Fendi leather new mink for the weather These bitches could never fuck with you like please Hundred 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 putting in work All I ask is that you never leave Millies 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 P 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 right here though I'm tryna see better Saw a different life I went overseas They said "Tjay got no love for the block" Every time I don't go cater their needs Being honest see? They focus on guap Told myself "You gotta focus you not" Out my deal soon I can finally rap Label deal was tryna get me to go pop Spent few hundred 'bout to get me a drop Louis V I brought out eighty to shop Why these niggas say they happy I made it? They just really want a nigga to flop We all naturally tryna do better They wouldn't take me so I stay with my knocks I was low-key tryna get me a wife But I seen how these bitches be thots Playing 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 marketing 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 steering wheel of the foreign Whipped out a GPS One thing I know that these hoes goin' Pass the ball make a hundred a day When it could've been like minimum wage In that county ain't no friends just faith Draco told me that he 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 could've left the 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 safe house I need 60K to hit Lear like I'm Adolf From where bodies gon' drop and the block gon' spin Got a redskin bitch she from Washington Pain been workin' overtime I hardly whipped this chain Pain been workin' overtime I hardly whip this fame That pain been workin' over gun to my head Double R truck windows fog up In the rain while it's storming Lord I'm so weak I can't even sleep 'Cause I done some things Might come back and haunt me yeah It was game courtside I used to come pay for a fade It's possible I make a hundred a day it could've been minimum wage
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