"I'm Tryin'" lyrics

"I'm Tryin'"
(feat. Lil Bam)

Hey bro, you alright man?
Man I'm good
Man you in here brown nosing?
Hell nah
Man I know this nigga ain't here brown nosing
Man I just feel a bitch a little bit, lil' man, got damn!

I don't believe in love, to me that shit is a lie
But if you wanna kick it, we can kick it 'til we die
I'm usually like I don't give a damn, bitch bye
But if we together, we on the ground 'til we fly
I don't believe in love, to me that shit is a lie
But if we together, then we can kick it 'til we die
I know I be tripping and shit and always acting dry
But it's necessary for me to let you know it ain't a lie
I'm trying bitch

Ain't no more I can do for these bitches
So I had to trade you for these bitches
Sick and tired of the arguing
All the time these bitches act like animals
So I'ma create a zoo for these bitches
They ain't give a fuck about me when I was walking
But when I drove up in that Bentley that was a queue for these bitches
Would love to give the world to a woman
But all a nigga got is a mounted TV and some shoes for these bitches
I am rude to these bitches, cause all they want a nigga to do is pay
To me all that shit they want a nigga to do is gay
Want a war, all you gotta do is get a nigga to say
Something wrong, after that you can't get a nigga to stay
And all that deflecting and acting like you ain't never wrong
Is a lil' boy game I bet you won't get a nigga to play
Look I'm serious about you, it ain't just about the pussy
Tell me who fucking with you, I'm gon' tell them niggas to spray

I don't believe in love, to me that shit is a lie
But if you wanna kick it, we can kick it 'til we die
I'm usually like I don't give a damn, bitch bye
But if we together, we on the ground 'til we fly
I don't believe in love, to me that shit is a lie
But if we together, then we can kick it 'til we die
I know I be tripping and shit and always acting dry
But it's necessary for me to let you know it ain't a lie
I'm trying bitch

I know you don't wanna hear it, but I keep on trying to tell you
We could be better off if we were friends
Look baby you fine as a motherfucker
Shit I'd probably still be trying to fuck you
If I found out that we were kin
Ain't with all that lovey-dovey though, but I know you are
So I said fuck it if that's the situation we were in
See if she is a disrespectful bitch, then I wanna see that hoe lose
But if she ain't, well then I wanna see her win
A lot gotta go on if I'ma give a bitch a code to the door
That's major, not like giving a money roll to a hoe
Soon as she walk in the house, she throw her clothes to the floor
Them titties, that pussy, that ass exposed to the raw
Hell no I ain't in love, but I must admit I'm tripping a lil' bit
Might even give all my old hoes to the bro
I ain't perfect, I'm a fucker, but I'ma be working on it
DJ Hefner show these hoes to the door, I'm trying bitch

I don't believe in love, to me that shit is a lie
But if you wanna kick it, we can kick it 'til we die
I'm usually like I don't give a damn, bitch bye
But if we together, we on the ground 'til we fly
I don't believe in love, to me that shit is a lie
But if we together, then we can kick it 'til we die
I know I be tripping and shit and always acting dry
But it's necessary for me to let you know it ain't a lie
I'm trying bitch


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