Try Me
Uh
Had to get back in with Hutch
Get back to the trenches
I'm back, yeah
Look
I den bought Cartier frames
Hopped out the Maybach into the Mulsanne
I baguette out my chain
Went from shoppin' at Old Navy
To the gang splurgin' at Neiman's
& my jacket tagged Balmain
It's crazy how my life has changed
The same bitches that was curvin'
Now dick ride my name
The same n that was hatin'
Tryna claim that im gang
Everybody's my cousin now
That shit is strange (I swear it is)
But now my name hold weight
A lil clumsy never sloppy
I can't catch no case
Got to cross my T's and dot my I's
Can't afford no mistakes
I'm the neighborhood hero
Got me feelin' like Durk
I'm The Voice they relate
I just want to make 'em feel me
Shawtty on my body want to feel me
She a lil nasty so you know I did her filthy
Off the 42 is when I feel like the real me
But lil n dont you tempt me
Let a n try me
I might mess around & catch a fuckin' body
Keep the Hilfiger packed in my Tommy's
Rough seas, N drown from this tsunami yeah
Let a n try me
I might mess around and catch a fuckin' body
Can't trust these hoes
Man they really out to line me
And n movin wocky
so I keep the .9 right besides me
Let me get back to the streets
Early morning grab my K, then I brush my teeth
Got to watch your back
'cause N out here snakes, they police
They'll do you dirty
When they see you gettin' to the breesh
Hold on let me speak my peace
I know some n that switched up
But they still hold my loyalty
If I call you my brother
Then you know you mean more to me
OTF I do it for the family
I speak my soul through this mic
'Cause music is my therapy
Yeah, I speak my soul through the mic
'cause this music is my therapy
Look I just,
Damn Hutch
I just felt like I had to talk to 'em real quick
you feel me?
Nothing too crazy just
Just a lil something)
'Cause let a n try me
I might mess around and catch a fuckin' body
Keep the Hilfiger packed in my Tommy's
Rough seas, n drown from this tsunami yeah
Let a n try me
I might mess around and catch a fuckin' body
Cant trust these hoes, man they really out to line me
And n movin' wocky,
So I keep the .9 right beside me
Had to get back in with Hutch
Get back to the trenches
I'm back, yeah
Look
I den bought Cartier frames
Hopped out the Maybach into the Mulsanne
I baguette out my chain
Went from shoppin' at Old Navy
To the gang splurgin' at Neiman's
& my jacket tagged Balmain
It's crazy how my life has changed
The same bitches that was curvin'
Now dick ride my name
The same n that was hatin'
Tryna claim that im gang
Everybody's my cousin now
That shit is strange (I swear it is)
But now my name hold weight
A lil clumsy never sloppy
I can't catch no case
Got to cross my T's and dot my I's
Can't afford no mistakes
I'm the neighborhood hero
Got me feelin' like Durk
I'm The Voice they relate
I just want to make 'em feel me
Shawtty on my body want to feel me
She a lil nasty so you know I did her filthy
Off the 42 is when I feel like the real me
But lil n dont you tempt me
Let a n try me
I might mess around & catch a fuckin' body
Keep the Hilfiger packed in my Tommy's
Rough seas, N drown from this tsunami yeah
Let a n try me
I might mess around and catch a fuckin' body
Can't trust these hoes
Man they really out to line me
And n movin wocky
so I keep the .9 right besides me
Let me get back to the streets
Early morning grab my K, then I brush my teeth
Got to watch your back
'cause N out here snakes, they police
They'll do you dirty
When they see you gettin' to the breesh
Hold on let me speak my peace
I know some n that switched up
But they still hold my loyalty
If I call you my brother
Then you know you mean more to me
OTF I do it for the family
I speak my soul through this mic
'Cause music is my therapy
Yeah, I speak my soul through the mic
'cause this music is my therapy
Look I just,
Damn Hutch
I just felt like I had to talk to 'em real quick
you feel me?
Nothing too crazy just
Just a lil something)
'Cause let a n try me
I might mess around and catch a fuckin' body
Keep the Hilfiger packed in my Tommy's
Rough seas, n drown from this tsunami yeah
Let a n try me
I might mess around and catch a fuckin' body
Cant trust these hoes, man they really out to line me
And n movin' wocky,
So I keep the .9 right beside me
Credits
Writer(s): Arian Gomez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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