Jayson Tatum Lyrics

I tried, I cried, so many nights I ain't living right, I told you I need time

I tried, I cried, so many nights Instead of talking to me, they talking with closed eyes

They pillow-talking, instead of sheets, it's

birds certain niggas twitter talking

I sip codeine it can't redeem my dawgs who sleep in coffins

When you serve a fiend, you might feel bad, who else gon' solve they problems

A small issue can turn big if you ain't big on dollars

Oh, I done took a couple losses

Oh, Sitting at the table with some bosses

My heart cold, chrome heart, I'm getting fresh inside some crosses

Zero problems, Jayson Tatum, I ball hard like I'm from Boston

I paid them young niggas to get em gone, whatever it's gon' cost us

I can buy this shit again and again, this shit right here ain't pausing

Remember them days we drink out the faucet, Mama couldn't pay the bills, I hit some cars

and came up largely

Stuffed that money inside the safe, this shit

right here is for my daughters

Shit, my advice just play it safe, when it come

to us, proceed with caution

Been road running I'm exhausted

And I ain't dropped in bout a year, but best believe I never lost it

I wish I would, go and shed a tear bout a nigga dying cause he talking

(Speaking of my name) I guess they ain't get the message

This shit beyond what he had say, he only tough in Texas (I feel like Hov)

Lil bro, slow down, do you got the wheel, I see you moving reckless (lost control)

I'ma bet on me till I D.I.E., I don't need no O's and X's (I don't love these hoes)

Fake love you should've kept it, whole bag's the way I sell it

Bro, watch the ones you claim you love, I'm ready to pull a Melly

I don't post no drugs on pages, I send you my telly

Man, none of y'all niggas fucking with me, I guess y'all never accept it

I tried, I cried, so many nights I ain't living right, I told you I need time

I tried, I cried, so many nights Instead of talking to me, they talking with closed eyes

They pillow talking, instead of sheets, it's

birds certain niggas twitter talking

I sip codeine it can't redeem my dawgs who sleep in coffins

When you serve a fiend, you might feel bad, who else gon' solve they problems

A small issue can turn big if you ain't big on dollars

Oh, I done took a couple losses

Oh, sitting at the table with some bosses

My heart cold, chrome heart, I'm getting fresh inside some crosses

Zero problems, Jayson Tatum I ball hard like I'm from Boston