Lil Tjay – Goin Up (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Lil Tjay premieres the music video for the song, “Goin Up”. The piece of music was produced by Chopsquad DJ. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Lil Tjay Goin Up

Lil Tjay has been on the rise over the last few years thanks to his brand of melodic tracks that are filled with their fair share of bars. The artist is always speaking about his real-life experiences, and his authenticity has certainly resonated with his fanbase. Having said that, Tjay decided to bless fans with a brand new track today called “Goin Up.”

In this song, the artist speaks about his experiences as a young artist in the game and the rise to fame he has experienced over the last few years. He touches on loyalty, respect, and the material possessions that come with his status. This is done over some piano-laced production which is quite similar to what you have heard him on before.

Lil Tjay – Goin Up (prod. Chopsquad DJ)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Grrt, baow

[Chorus]
Goin’ up, up, up, up, up, up, started on the corner (Up)
Bently Truck, red guts, couple milli’ up, could’ve been a goner (Up)
I put on for my city, youngest one to do it, this ain’t no persona (Up)
Richard Mille on my wrist, oh shit, nigga, you say what you wanna (Grrt, baow)

[Verse]
I was real from the start, still kinda hard, no love for informers
Been a real nigga, still a real nigga, just a six-figure performer
Focus, I better my life (Yeah), ain’t have no place on that corner (No)
They so, so mad, so, so mad, but I’ma keep goin’ up
Trap for a livin’ (Trap), I was flippin’ that pack for a livin’ (Pack, pack)
Who would of thought it’d be rap for a livin’? Back in the day I was packin’ a Smith & (Grrt, baow)
Make up my mind, then passin’ the vision
Who put the block on the maddest petition? (Me)
I ain’t even finna act what it isn’t
I’m sturdy, gotta move with tactical decisions
Broski really good at scorin’, shootin’ while it’s pourin’
He ain’t good at passin’ precision
Late nights tryna catch an opp, hit him in his top (Boom, boom, boom)
Play it cool, get back to the business (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Young nigga livin’ the gang way
Every nigga here with me the same way (Okay)
Just a youngin’, was playin’ that corner (That corner)
Now I’m up and they all on my dangling (My way, oh, oh)
Where I come from, them trenches we “Ooh” shit
I don’t care ’bout shit, bitch, I’m ruthless (Ruthless)
Pourin’ up, I ain’t sippin’ no Henny
But I might just roll up Delilah to boost it (Boost it)
Suckin’ dick, bitch, I buy you a toothpick (Yeah)
I can’t argue with you ’cause I poof shit (Yeah)
And that bag look like you on some fool shit (Fuck?)
I’ma still pull a string, no acoustic (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Knew when my mama told me I’m a nuisance
It cost a couple thousand to go stupid (Yeah)
Show passed a hundred thousand, are you stupid? (Show)
Straight from the bottom, now that youngin too sick
Can’t whip a car unless it’s in the deuces (Okay)
I’m just a youngin nigga livin’ life (Okay)
They tryna figure me out like a Rubik’s (No)
I dare pussy nigga tryna fight (I dare)
They start duckin’, duckin’ like they gooses (Grrt, bow)

[Chorus]
Goin’ up, up, up, up, up, up, started on the corner (Up)
Bently Truck, red guts, couple milli’ up, could’ve been a goner (Up)
I put on for my city, youngest one to do it, this ain’t no persona (Up)
Richard Mille on my wrist, oh shit, nigga, you say what you wanna (Grrt, bow)
Goin’ up, up, up, up, up, up, started on the corner (Up)
Bently Truck, red guts, couple milli’ up, could’ve been a goner (Up)
I put on for my city, youngest one to do it, this ain’t no persona (Up)
Richard Mille on my wrist, oh shit, nigga, you say what you wanna