Long Live LLJR by TC4 Lyrics
[Verse 1: TC4]
I lost my nigga
All the homies been going through it
It fucked me up
Make a nigga want to quit this music
I kept my distance from these bitches
Always feeling clueless
Can’t nothing numb the pain
This alcohol is useless
I been talking to myself
Running phades with demons
They say the good die young
But I just hope I’m dreaming
I know these streets got cold
But right now, I’m freezing
Long live J-Rolllin
That’s what I’m forever screaming
Take me back to when I was younger
Because right now it’s harder
You were the flyest back then
I see you as a baller
Takе me back to Rec days
Drinking fountain water
Don’t touch thе red
Ding-dog-ditch
And cops and robbers
I’m living through your memories
But you ain't history
Your name tatted on my head
You whipping shit with me
You forever in my heart
Nigga you live with me
These niggas acting like they made me
They ain't did shit for me
[Chorus] (X2)
I take a shot then fade away
I think I’m James Harden
I ain't fucking with the opps
Ain't got to beg my pardon
I got to keep a weapon on me
I’m living like a Spartan
I heard some homies on my head
I got snakes in my garden
[Verse 2: TC4]
Dead homies
Niggas speaking on the Insta
But I ain't going back and forth
With no pussy ass niggas
If you niggas know then you know
I got to stay near a pistol
I ain't talking on the net
I’m outside with the issue
Free my locs
Free that nigga
Oh that’s Wicced 4
3Much that’s my dogg
I love you nigga on babies bro
Lil CeeCee been my boy
Before his had the 3-Owe
Sheading tears up in the set
Because that’s the place I got to go
I told my young niggas
This ain't the life you want to live
These streets fucked up for real
So stay away if you ain't slid
My first time I got shot
I was 15, I was a kid
I been fucking shit up
But I ain't going to speak on what I did
All them cold nights
When we had them long talks
Man just bring my niggas back
Let me see him hit his walk
I’ll be right here waiting for you
You know we on these same blocks
Long live J-Rollin
You know I’ll see you at the top nigga
[Chorus] (X2)
I take a shot then fade away
I think I’m James Harden
I ain't fucking with the opps
Ain't got to beg my pardon
I got to keep a weapon on me
I’m living like a Spartan
I heard some homies on my head
I got snakes in my garden
I lost my nigga
All the homies been going through it
It fucked me up
Make a nigga want to quit this music
I kept my distance from these bitches
Always feeling clueless
Can’t nothing numb the pain
This alcohol is useless
I been talking to myself
Running phades with demons
They say the good die young
But I just hope I’m dreaming
I know these streets got cold
But right now, I’m freezing
Long live J-Rolllin
That’s what I’m forever screaming
Take me back to when I was younger
Because right now it’s harder
You were the flyest back then
I see you as a baller
Takе me back to Rec days
Drinking fountain water
Don’t touch thе red
Ding-dog-ditch
And cops and robbers
I’m living through your memories
But you ain't history
Your name tatted on my head
You whipping shit with me
You forever in my heart
Nigga you live with me
These niggas acting like they made me
They ain't did shit for me
[Chorus] (X2)
I take a shot then fade away
I think I’m James Harden
I ain't fucking with the opps
Ain't got to beg my pardon
I got to keep a weapon on me
I’m living like a Spartan
I heard some homies on my head
I got snakes in my garden
[Verse 2: TC4]
Dead homies
Niggas speaking on the Insta
But I ain't going back and forth
With no pussy ass niggas
If you niggas know then you know
I got to stay near a pistol
I ain't talking on the net
I’m outside with the issue
Free my locs
Free that nigga
Oh that’s Wicced 4
3Much that’s my dogg
I love you nigga on babies bro
Lil CeeCee been my boy
Before his had the 3-Owe
Sheading tears up in the set
Because that’s the place I got to go
I told my young niggas
This ain't the life you want to live
These streets fucked up for real
So stay away if you ain't slid
My first time I got shot
I was 15, I was a kid
I been fucking shit up
But I ain't going to speak on what I did
All them cold nights
When we had them long talks
Man just bring my niggas back
Let me see him hit his walk
I’ll be right here waiting for you
You know we on these same blocks
Long live J-Rollin
You know I’ll see you at the top nigga
[Chorus] (X2)
I take a shot then fade away
I think I’m James Harden
I ain't fucking with the opps
Ain't got to beg my pardon
I got to keep a weapon on me
I’m living like a Spartan
I heard some homies on my head
I got snakes in my garden