Makin' me go crazy now, oh, I know
Yeah, I want it, I-I-I-I, I wanna know
Roaches, project walls, dead broke, I seen all
Tryna change my life, damn near tried it all
Know some want me dead, locked up in the feds
I strive for better
'Member when I was broke
Runnin' 'round hungry, no coat
Probably fried or put up on the dope
Never had money, so I got to bag and went dummy
Had shit to cop up in my notes, freestylin' quotes
Came from the bottom, it's possible, over work was my approach
These niggas ghost
Stick to the ones who gon' love you for you, if not, you're gon' be toast
Niggas be jokes, gotta stay woke
They want my spot, that's why I do the most
This off the dome, sometimes I tend to roam
But I can't leave it 'lone, they got me coast to coast
Still check in a lot to make sure mama proud
We're clearin' two hundred fifty, Rolling Loud
We sellin' out bigger shows, bigger crowds
Still, I don't know how
My fans tell me that they miss me, "Tjay, can you drown?"
Please don't play around
Focus on your sound, put on for the town
Tryna reach places I can't pronounce
Pockets clutchin', been up, I can't frown
Thinkin', "Lord, why You do it for me?"
Know it's many who see it, still ain't never go down
Roaches, project walls, dead broke, I seen all
Tryna change my life, damn near tried it all
Know some want me dead, locked up in the feds
I strive for better
Those just federal walls, I seen that before ('fore)
I'm so gone, oh God, I don't cry no more (oh)
Fake shit tear me down, all the way to my core (my core)
Play for the second time 'round, no, I don't need that whore
Tell 'em to try it again, them niggas they thought I was finished, yeah
Pullin' right up in a Benz, I gotta make sure that they hear me, yeah (oh)
Tell 'em I don't need no friends, I'm runnin' up all the millions (runnin' up)
Got my back, I don't need no hand, we swerve on all them niggas
Have 'em spray the fan in front of my fam, I'm havin' em up all the switches
I ain't showin' my hand, part of my plan, I'm handlin' all the business
And I handle her too, they just saw me down, I seen that before
I heard gun shots run, I'm not worried no more
Roaches, project walls, dead broke, I seen all
Tryna change my life, damn near tried it all
Know some want me dead, locked up in the feds
I strive for better
Makin' me go crazy now, oh, I know
Yeah, I want it, I-I-I-I, I wanna know
Project Walls Video (MV)
Performed By: Lil Tjay
Written by: Tione Merritt, Kentrell Gaulden, Daniel Way, Declan Roberts, Tarik Johnston
Lil Tjay - Project Walls Lyrics
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Makin' me go crazy now, oh, I know
Yeah, I want it, I-I-I-I, I wanna know
Roaches, project walls, dead broke, I seen all
Tryna change my life, damn near tried it all
Know some want me dead, locked up in the feds
I strive for better
'Member when I was broke
Runnin' 'round hungry, no coat
Probably fried or put up on the dope
Never had money, so I got to bag and went dummy
Had shit to cop up in my notes, freestylin' quotes
Came from the bottom, it's possible, over work was my approach
These niggas ghost
Stick to the ones who gon' love you for you, if not, you're gon' be toast
Niggas be jokes, gotta stay woke
They want my spot, that's why I do the most
This off the dome, sometimes I tend to roam
But I can't leave it 'lone, they got me coast to coast
Still check in a lot to make sure mama proud
We're clearin' two hundred fifty, Rolling Loud
We sellin' out bigger shows, bigger crowds
Still, I don't know how
My fans tell me that they miss me, "Tjay, can you drown?"
Please don't play around
Focus on your sound, put on for the town
Tryna reach places I can't pronounce
Pockets clutchin', been up, I can't frown
Thinkin', "Lord, why You do it for me?"
Know it's many who see it, still ain't never go down
Roaches, project walls, dead broke, I seen all
Tryna change my life, damn near tried it all
Know some want me dead, locked up in the feds
I strive for better
Those just federal walls, I seen that before ('fore)
I'm so gone, oh God, I don't cry no more (oh)
Fake shit tear me down, all the way to my core (my core)
Play for the second time 'round, no, I don't need that whore
Tell 'em to try it again, them niggas they thought I was finished, yeah
Pullin' right up in a Benz, I gotta make sure that they hear me, yeah (oh)
Tell 'em I don't need no friends, I'm runnin' up all the millions (runnin' up)
Got my back, I don't need no hand, we swerve on all them niggas
Have 'em spray the fan in front of my fam, I'm havin' em up all the switches
I ain't showin' my hand, part of my plan, I'm handlin' all the business
And I handle her too, they just saw me down, I seen that before
I heard gun shots run, I'm not worried no more
Roaches, project walls, dead broke, I seen all
Tryna change my life, damn near tried it all
Know some want me dead, locked up in the feds
I strive for better
Makin' me go crazy now, oh, I know
Yeah, I want it, I-I-I-I, I wanna know
Yeah, I want it, I-I-I-I, I wanna know
Roaches, project walls, dead broke, I seen all
Tryna change my life, damn near tried it all
Know some want me dead, locked up in the feds
I strive for better
'Member when I was broke
Runnin' 'round hungry, no coat
Probably fried or put up on the dope
Never had money, so I got to bag and went dummy
Had shit to cop up in my notes, freestylin' quotes
Came from the bottom, it's possible, over work was my approach
These niggas ghost
Stick to the ones who gon' love you for you, if not, you're gon' be toast
Niggas be jokes, gotta stay woke
They want my spot, that's why I do the most
This off the dome, sometimes I tend to roam
But I can't leave it 'lone, they got me coast to coast
Still check in a lot to make sure mama proud
We're clearin' two hundred fifty, Rolling Loud
We sellin' out bigger shows, bigger crowds
Still, I don't know how
My fans tell me that they miss me, "Tjay, can you drown?"
Please don't play around
Focus on your sound, put on for the town
Tryna reach places I can't pronounce
Pockets clutchin', been up, I can't frown
Thinkin', "Lord, why You do it for me?"
Know it's many who see it, still ain't never go down
Roaches, project walls, dead broke, I seen all
Tryna change my life, damn near tried it all
Know some want me dead, locked up in the feds
I strive for better
Those just federal walls, I seen that before ('fore)
I'm so gone, oh God, I don't cry no more (oh)
Fake shit tear me down, all the way to my core (my core)
Play for the second time 'round, no, I don't need that whore
Tell 'em to try it again, them niggas they thought I was finished, yeah
Pullin' right up in a Benz, I gotta make sure that they hear me, yeah (oh)
Tell 'em I don't need no friends, I'm runnin' up all the millions (runnin' up)
Got my back, I don't need no hand, we swerve on all them niggas
Have 'em spray the fan in front of my fam, I'm havin' em up all the switches
I ain't showin' my hand, part of my plan, I'm handlin' all the business
And I handle her too, they just saw me down, I seen that before
I heard gun shots run, I'm not worried no more
Roaches, project walls, dead broke, I seen all
Tryna change my life, damn near tried it all
Know some want me dead, locked up in the feds
I strive for better
Makin' me go crazy now, oh, I know
Yeah, I want it, I-I-I-I, I wanna know
Writer: Tione Merritt, Kentrell Gaulden, Daniel Way, Declan Roberts, Tarik Johnston
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC