Lil Tjay – RIP Pop Smoke (Lyrics) | SongsLyrics Exclusive |

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[Intro: PnB Rock & Lil Tjay]
Othello on the beat
You fire, ooh, ooh (Oh)
You fire
Oh

[Verse]
Everyday I walk with it, that’s why I can’t leave the crib without it
The day I ever caught slippin’, boy, I doubt it
But, then you never know, you never know, nigga (Never know)
You never know when it’s your time to go, nigga
I know I ain’t satisfied with this, I’m tryna go bigger
I ain’t lettin’ nothin’ in my way, I’ve been a go-getter
I can’t even get this to my ma’, how you go, nigga? (Never know)
I always told you I just wanna see you blow, nigga
Rest my nigga Pop Smoke, know I’m lettin’ shots go
At any nigga, fuck it, I inherited the opps though
Know I’m finna make it to the tippy-tippy top, bro, for you
I know that’s all you wanna see me do
Can’t believe this shit, can’t believe this shit is true
Took you out your glory, who wanna see you lose?
Woke up in the mornin’, see my nigga on the news
And I’m still like “Damn,” tryna put together screws
Takin’ deep breaths, recording this and I’m bustin’ out in deep sweats
Mind froze, like I don’t even got a reflex
Said a lot, but still it feel like I ain’t even speak yet
Tryna hit a pocket that I still ain’t even reach yet
But I still can’t comprehend this shit, it hit me in the heart
Hungry young niggas, man, I seen it from the start
Put a .35 on my wood to try to shift my [?]
It’s different now, I know I always gotta move smart
Can’t change nothin’, we gon’ let your name ring
A lot of niggas they won’t feel us, they don’t gangbang
I know how it feel to leave them trenches, did the same thing
Just tryna provide for mama, love her, help her maintain
Can’t change nothin’, we gon’ let your name ring
A lot of niggas they won’t feel this, they don’t gangbang
I know how it feel to leave them trenches, did the same thing
Just tryna provide for mama, love her, help her maintain
Maintain, tryna help her maintain

[Outro: Pop Smoke]
I’ma say, give like a message to my young niggas, you feel me
Like niggas like us, coming where we come from
We can’t afford to fuck up
We can’t afford to slip up, make no mistakes, you heard?
‘Cause, they watchin’, and they, and they, they want us to
You know what I’m sayin’?
We got all odds against us (Odds against us)