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Why (feat. JYourz & Jozayuh) Video (MV)




Performed By: Tilly
Length: 2:19
Written by: Terrance Thomas II




Tilly - Why (feat. JYourz & Jozayuh) Lyrics




Why they want to do me 2 at a time, I'm Derek Jeter
Why all these people still sleeping on me, tempur-pedic
Why you always lying, how come you never believe me
When I say that I'm the coldest in the game? (Sh*t)

I just want the money, you can keep the fame
Make sure everybody, remember my name (Sh*t)
No comparison, I'm in my own lane (Ni**a, aye)
Y'all gone remember my name (Ni**a, aye)

Tilly back up in this bitch again
Texas Arizona Ohio, now i'm in Michigan
That's every single state, a young ni**a got in some sh*t up in
Bet one of them states, I probably done had your bitch up in

Ni**as say they wanna pull cards, but I'm the dealer bro
Ain't wanna believe me, so I sent em the video
Had to do that to a couple ni**as, in 3 of them city's bro
Ramming on her clitoris, a crystal clear visual

That's was kinda X-Rated, I try to keep it G
If I said it then I meant it, no apologies from me
Know I'm floating in the air, but no apostrophe for me
What I spit is true sh*t, this the prophecy of T

I-L-L-Y, you know I rep the Xero
Hit a stain, we need that big cash, a lot of dinero
We not villains or heroes, we just a couple of negroes
That's doing what we got to do to keep them stacks in the billfold

I keep a rack in my pillow, feel like I'm sleeping with money
My girlfriend pissed at me, she think I'm cheating with money
Little do she know, we finna splurge this weekend with money
I lick 100 off her titties, cause I'm freaky with money

Ni**as disrespecting me, it ain't no questions, they blasting
Tryna shake the game up, they flick the stick on John madden
Say ni**as disrespecting me, it ain't no questions, they blasting
Make one call to kill the game, and put you bi**ches in caskets

Why they want to do me 2 at a time, I'm Derek Jeter
Why all these people still sleeping on me, tempur-pedic
Why you always lying, how come you never believe me
When I say that I'm the coldest in the game? (Sh*t)

I just want the money, you can keep the fame
Make sure everybody, remember my name (Sh*t)
No comparison, I'm in my own lane (Ni**a, aye)
Y'all gone remember my name (Ni**a, aye)
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Why they want to do me 2 at a time, I'm Derek Jeter
Why all these people still sleeping on me, tempur-pedic
Why you always lying, how come you never believe me
When I say that I'm the coldest in the game? (Sh*t)

I just want the money, you can keep the fame
Make sure everybody, remember my name (Sh*t)
No comparison, I'm in my own lane (Ni**a, aye)
Y'all gone remember my name (Ni**a, aye)

Tilly back up in this bitch again
Texas Arizona Ohio, now i'm in Michigan
That's every single state, a young ni**a got in some sh*t up in
Bet one of them states, I probably done had your bitch up in

Ni**as say they wanna pull cards, but I'm the dealer bro
Ain't wanna believe me, so I sent em the video
Had to do that to a couple ni**as, in 3 of them city's bro
Ramming on her clitoris, a crystal clear visual

That's was kinda X-Rated, I try to keep it G
If I said it then I meant it, no apologies from me
Know I'm floating in the air, but no apostrophe for me
What I spit is true sh*t, this the prophecy of T

I-L-L-Y, you know I rep the Xero
Hit a stain, we need that big cash, a lot of dinero
We not villains or heroes, we just a couple of negroes
That's doing what we got to do to keep them stacks in the billfold

I keep a rack in my pillow, feel like I'm sleeping with money
My girlfriend pissed at me, she think I'm cheating with money
Little do she know, we finna splurge this weekend with money
I lick 100 off her titties, cause I'm freaky with money

Ni**as disrespecting me, it ain't no questions, they blasting
Tryna shake the game up, they flick the stick on John madden
Say ni**as disrespecting me, it ain't no questions, they blasting
Make one call to kill the game, and put you bi**ches in caskets

Why they want to do me 2 at a time, I'm Derek Jeter
Why all these people still sleeping on me, tempur-pedic
Why you always lying, how come you never believe me
When I say that I'm the coldest in the game? (Sh*t)

I just want the money, you can keep the fame
Make sure everybody, remember my name (Sh*t)
No comparison, I'm in my own lane (Ni**a, aye)
Y'all gone remember my name (Ni**a, aye)
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Writer: Terrance Thomas II
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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