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I'm Tryna
by
Meek Mill
Featuring(s) : E. Ness & Mel Love
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Is you niggas hating cause you mad Or is you mad cause you hating on me I don't know Let's get it Patron mixed with Nuvo Got me feeling cool though in my pockets looking like they sumo Different color diamonds like we playing Uno We racing in the Mazi, jumping we jump [?] Shitting on these haters we don't see them not at all But if we do happen to see them break they jaws just like they [?] We break them off we break them all Catch the slipping make them fall I'm like Shaq all in the paint I bang on them they too small I wasted sipping on an Ace Kissing on the bad bitch she tell me she can taste it Bout to take her home and hit that [?] like its the Matrix Tell her she the one and I'll be gone when she awaking I'm [?], ask me who I mess with I say money Niggas say they go my bitch but she gon' always come back to me Ain't that funny (ha ha ha) Omg MOB Niggas say they fucking with me I just tell them N-O-T Ain't that funny (ha ha ha) Omg MOB Niggas say they fucking with me I just tell them N-O-T Ain't that funny (ha ha ha) Omg MOB Niggas say they fucking with me I just tell them N-O-T I'm the hottest in the city bout to take over America Any bitch you see me with you know I'm probably sharing her Niggas know I'm on, about to eat like cafeteria Serious, trying to lock the game like I'm a Terrier You tryna sell a brick I'm tryna sell a house I'm trying to fuck that bitch you trying to buy her out I'm really on some shit what would I lie about Get fly you got some Gucci get fly I'm flying out Switching lanes We be switching planes When I was trapping I used to get it from what's his name But now I'm rapping I'm [?] in the game And I'm balling like I'm Spalding Why they ball the block what they hating for Why they tell me stop fuck is they waiting for I ain't like to smoke all I do is double cup All I move is butter yo, flooded like New Orleans Make these haters nauseous wrist wear gorgeous Haters back up off 'em diamond chain flawless Sale failed then I just pick it up like a forklift Champagne bottle pop models watch corporate on top we on it I turn nine into a bird and I make it fly I turn a bird into a Benz and I make it drive I turned raps into tracks and I made it here I turn this [?] into a career hope it make me rich And it make me that and it make me this Ice all up on my wrist like my shit swollen Take a look at me and you can tell I live the high life Running with them wolves way before they made Twilight All I'm really tryna tell these boppers get their mind right get some haters to hating though in some hindsight They call me Mr. Lee but never ever did I crime fight When they come and get [?] this cheese or blind mice Spit that Walter Cronkite Fucking all these bitches like its prom night Flying triple diamond that's what I like Let's get wasted So shitfaced to the point that I lost my bird or misplaced it So high I can bump my head on a spaceship I can't feel my face no more I need a face lift Woke up from the Matrix Slid through the block in the latest After doing six months out Vegas All I'm tryna say is I don't hate the game just the player Until that pound cake come in layers [Hook: Meek Mill]
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