Never Leave Lyrics – Lil Tjay

Read the full Never Leave lyrics by Lil Tjay from the album They Just Ain’t You along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Verse 1: Lil Tjay]
S*it ain’t ’bout nothing, I’ll buy you whatever
I’m talking whatever you need to succeed
New Fendi leather, new mink for the weather
These b!tches could never fu*k 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 ducking the D’s
Go rob a n!gga, 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 n!gga that’s cheap
What you lil’ n!ggas 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 n!ggas say they happy I made it?
They just really want a n!gga 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 b!tches 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 n!ggas staying 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

[Verse 2: NoCap]
Pinky ring, VVS
Keys to steering wheel of the foreign
Whipped out a GPS
One thing I know, that these hoes going
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 twic
ave 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 s*it paid for, ain’t no rental, uh
This that good dope, uh, s*it 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 b!tch, she from Washington
Pain been working overtime, I hardly whipped this chain
Pain been working overtime, I hardly whip this fame
That pain been working 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

[Outro: NoCap]
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