letra de why try? - mizzle mac
why try? lyrics
i’mma get this money, no lie
begging that b-tch? if baby bugging, why try?
dreading this stick, i think he running, high-five!
don’t make it easy, baby boy still high tide
yea and i
i’mma keep it coming, no joke
i ever jam out, f-ck a sticky! i’mma poke
i came with blues, tell by my walk like imma loc
it’s no excuse if baby broke and got no hope
i don’t go looking for no trouble, but got the drake
my girlfriend can’t go pull a double, but i work late
she ponder leaving she rethink, it’s a mistake
can’t do yo seconds i got too much on my plate
ain’t got the slip, lil baby left eye he a lisa
i love the nina, she love me too, she told me squeeze ha
he ever turn i’ll get him first, i ain’t no caesar
i’m bout this earn, and she can go if that don’t please ha
that n-gga hating on the low, but call me, “gang!”
ugh, he fake
it ain’t a theory that i’m gone, i’m ‘bout to bang
that’s my fate
i can’t do sneak links, told that b-tch i do my thang.. in the late
that boy a weak link, stand for nothing, ain’t his range to be great
i’mma get this money, no lie
begging that b-tch? if baby bugging, why try?
dreading this stick, i think he running, high-five!
don’t make it easy, baby boy still high tide
yea and i
i’mma keep it coming, no joke
i ever jam out, f-ck a sticky! imma poke
i came with blues, tell by my walk like imma loc
it’s no excuse if baby broke and got no hope
i’m jimmy to these n-ggas, once i c-m i gotta blast off
big foot on they neck, i do my stepping like i’m sasquatch
you ain’t in my future baby, gon’ and take the mask off
you ain’t really banging, you the hype man you the mascot
paint me as the villain, still gone come up with a bag.. lots
i’m the big bad wolf, so whatchu got up in yo basket?
came with a tiss’ kit, so we put ‘em in a tasket
seen me getting money, doing circles trynna trash plots
that n-gga hating on the low, but call me, “gang!”
ugh, he fake
it ain’t a theory that i’m gone, i’m ‘bout to bang
that’s my fate
i can’t do sneak links, told that b-tch i do my thang.. in the late
that boy a weak link, stand for nothing, ain’t his range to be great
i’mma get this money, no lie
begging that b-tch? if baby bugging, why try?
dreading this stick, i think he running, high-five!
don’t make it easy, baby boy still high tide
yea and i
i’mma keep it coming, no joke
i ever jam out, f-ck a sticky! imma poke
i came with blues, tell by my walk like imma loc
it’s no excuse if baby broke and got no hope
no hope, no hope
baby ain’t got no hope
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