letra de trying - tweak4fundz
[intro]
(dt beats)
[chorus: tweak4fundz]
opp blocks we stay tourin’ in
i know this lil’ b-tch goin’
glock on my waist, i’m blowin’
please don’t ask about racks ’cause i blowed it
she eatin’ me up til’ she bloated
i’m so young but they callin’ me goated
you know i ain’t foldin’
you know that i’m totin’
yeah, i’m outside totin’ on the fire
tell me why, why is you gon’ lie?
bail out the v, i ain’t closin’ my eyes
where is he at?
man that rap n-gga hidin’
she say my name every time i’m inside it
can’t hang with the cros, you ain’t slide or providing
i don’t care if you fail as long as you tryin’
[verse: tweak4fundz & raydeez]
since young i been promotin’ violence
if you know me, you know i ain’t lyin’
i’ve been grindin’, i’m puttin’ the timе in
hit his ho, got that lil’ n-gga cryin
i’m with raydeez, that’s my dawg like brian
made a bag off a sleeze no cap, i ain’t lyin’
ouu sh-t, sеnd a bad b-tch to line him
yeah, no cap, try to play now he dyin’
uh, up the g to his face, had that lil’ n-ggacrying
me and cro in that hot car, we really be slidin’
he diss on the cros, you know he gon’ die
keepin’ my pole, yeah, i’m keepin’ this fire
one wrong move, you get sent to the sky
i pour up a deuce, i’m tryna’ get high
me and cro walk down, we don’t do no drive-bys
had to creep in the bush, couldn’t see my disguise
lil’ cro so gawt, see the red in his eyes
yeah, she a lil’ skeez, she doin’ the guys
i’m runnin’ him down, we got him surprised
he got left in his v that n-gga got fried
i don’t care how you feel, b-tch, i’m droppin’ the 5
that kid is a b-tch he don’t jump in no rides
yeah we took his kit, that kid’s not a guy
yeah we took his kit, yeah we took his j
outside, in the v, tryna’ hit a face
smoking p and c, n-gga, every day
yeah, cro with me and he bumpin’ the k
i’ll slide with a semi or i’ll slide with a drac’
me and cro on they ‘rip, yeah, we make somethin’ shake
it’s tweak and raydeez tryna f-ck up the place
[chorus: tweak4fundz]
opp blocks we stay tourin’ in
i know this lil’ b-tch goin’
glock on my waist, i’m blowin’
please don’t ask about racks ’cause i blowed it
she eatin’ me up til’ she bloated
i’m so young but they callin’ me goated
you know i ain’t foldin’
you know that i’m totin’
yeah, i’m outside totin’ on the fire
tell me why, why is you gon’ lie?
bail out the v, i ain’t closin’ my eyes
where is he at?
man that rap n-gga hidin’
she say my name every time i’m inside it
can’t hang with the cros, you ain’t slide or providing
i don’t care if you fail as long as you tryin’
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