Trying
(Yea, uh yeah woah oh woah)
(Yea, uh yeah woah oh woah)
(Yea, uh yeah woah oh woah)
(Woo, woo)
I'm tired of trying up on my bro's
I'm tired of trying up on my hoe
I'm tired of trying up on my clothes
I'm tired of trying for all these fake ass people, woah
I'm up in the sky Ima fly just like a eagle, woah
I'm up in the sky Ima float just like a eagle, woah
And I'm tired of trying for all these fake ass people, woah
Ima go get up, fuck whatever these people think
And I'm just zooming in that coupe, like I'm in space
These people fake as fuck they don't know what to think
Lil shawty, yea she bad she got that cake
And when I get up Ima go cop me that wraith
Ima go, yea zoom in that coupe
I been thinking like who the fuck you?
And I'm zooming yea, straight in that coupe
Like who the fuck is you?
Okay I'm just counting my money it's stuck in my pocket
Ima blow up and go, yea just like I'm a rocket
And I'm shooting that bitch deep, just like I'm James Harden
And I'm about to take off, yea just like I'm a rocket
I'm tired of trying up on my bro's
I'm tired of trying up on my hoe
I'm tired of trying up on my clothes
I'm tired of trying for all these fake ass people, woah
I'm up in the sky Ima fly just like a eagle, woah
I'm up in the sky Ima float just like a eagle, woah
And I'm tired of trying for all these fake ass people, woah
Ima go get up, fuck whatever these people think
(Yea, uh yeah woah oh woah)
(Yea, uh yeah woah oh woah)
(Woo, woo)
I'm tired of trying up on my bro's
I'm tired of trying up on my hoe
I'm tired of trying up on my clothes
I'm tired of trying for all these fake ass people, woah
I'm up in the sky Ima fly just like a eagle, woah
I'm up in the sky Ima float just like a eagle, woah
And I'm tired of trying for all these fake ass people, woah
Ima go get up, fuck whatever these people think
And I'm just zooming in that coupe, like I'm in space
These people fake as fuck they don't know what to think
Lil shawty, yea she bad she got that cake
And when I get up Ima go cop me that wraith
Ima go, yea zoom in that coupe
I been thinking like who the fuck you?
And I'm zooming yea, straight in that coupe
Like who the fuck is you?
Okay I'm just counting my money it's stuck in my pocket
Ima blow up and go, yea just like I'm a rocket
And I'm shooting that bitch deep, just like I'm James Harden
And I'm about to take off, yea just like I'm a rocket
I'm tired of trying up on my bro's
I'm tired of trying up on my hoe
I'm tired of trying up on my clothes
I'm tired of trying for all these fake ass people, woah
I'm up in the sky Ima fly just like a eagle, woah
I'm up in the sky Ima float just like a eagle, woah
And I'm tired of trying for all these fake ass people, woah
Ima go get up, fuck whatever these people think
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Writer(s): Levi Garcia
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