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try2be (made by Brexton)

  1. Huh, these niggas always lie to me
  2. Ain't ever who they try to be
  3. Always tryna steal my wife to be
  4. 'Cause niggas cannot live silently
  5. That's always why I live privately
  6. 'Cause they always lie to me
  7. Ain't ever who they try to be
  8. And I know they won't ever ride for me
  9. Won't even go die for me, yeah
  10.  
  11. Givin' me that anxiety, kill myself in my fucking head
  12. Monsters under my fucking bed, wish I was fucking dead
  13. Need a damn bulletproof vest, strangle myself 'cause I can't deal with it
  14. Pussy lil' nigga ain't wanna get real with it
  15. My ex girl was always the realest bitch
  16. On that realest shit, what's the deal with him?
  17. Yeah, and these niggas act like I'm stealin' him
  18. I ain't stealin' shit, you just jealous, bitch
  19. You left me breathless, I can't breathe
  20. Broke my heart, I grit my teeth
  21. I might just go 5G, brakence, brakence, fucked up, I'll just leave
  22. These niggas make me seethe
  23. Wear my heart on my sleeve, edibles with my G's
  24. And I need 5 V's, 'cause niggas act like they wanna try me
  25. Fucking 'round always thinkin' they can strike me
  26. Till I come in the gang with new shoes from Nike
  27. Beat they ass, they ain't wanna talk 'bout it, my diamonds shiny
  28. I shine free, and you know I'm clean, I cleaned
  29. The whole house for you babygirl, tearin' at my seams
  30. I can't fuck with you, that's too much
  31. I gave you my love, it's too much
  32. Tell me what the fuck is goin' on? It's too much
  33. Me and Mikey, touchin' that Poison Ivy
  34. She was on my D, I think she like me
  35. Yeah, I'm psychic with my psyche
  36. Niggas say my dick is tiny, not even slightly
  37. They always wanna act so high and mighty
  38. Till a nigga come in with brass knuckles screamin', "Come on, strike me"
  39. Police get called, I could care less 'bout court
  40. Aye, and losing you is something I can obviously afford
  41. But if you lose me, you probably be bored
  42. Yeah, me and my niggas, we be in New York
  43. Put niggas in body bags, put 'em on life support
  44. Pull the plug, they got they pitchforks
  45. Niggas talking shit on they records
  46. I just wanna fuck, yeah, pray to the Lord
  47. Nigga, the fuck you mean? You gon' meet my sword
  48. Slit your throat open, my last resort
  49. I'ma slit your vocal chords open
  50. These niggas talking shit, so broken
  51. You fucking with me, now you frozen
  52. Always wanna be with a nigga, on that woke shit
  53. Ayy, you is just a broke bitch, a broke bitch
  54. Actin' like you's a woke bitch, you don't know shit
  55. Act like you know this, you just frontin
  56. Me and my niggas be stunting, ayy, we stuntin'
  57. Pussy lil nigga want thousands
  58. Got them accountants, diamonds shine, what 'bout it?
  59. You ain't ever seen shit without it
  60. Motherfucker pussy tryna doubt it
  61. If you fuck around your vision clouded
  62. Hoppin' in the Audi niggas drownin' ayy
  63.  
  64. Huh, these niggas always lie to me
  65. Ain't ever who they try to be
  66. Always tryna steal my wife to be
  67. 'Cause niggas cannot live silently
  68. That's always why I live privately
  69. 'Cause they always lie to me
  70. Ain't ever who they try to be
  71. And I know they won't ever ride for me
  72. Won't even go die for me, yeah
  73.  
  74. 'Cause niggas always wildin'
  75. Tell me if it's real or if I'm smilin'
  76. I done put the work in and the miles in
  77. Money be pilin' I got the Benji's, no mild shit
  78. These niggas the wildest, I got my style fixed
  79. Like Harry Styles did, now niggas need a stylist
  80. Like girl, what you really on?
  81. Act like you shit, but can't run a marathon
  82. Niggas want my dick, I got my baton
  83. You act like I'm the product of Satan's spawn
  84. But oh you wrong, niggas with me, we say c'mon
  85. Pussy bitch T, I call up Tom
  86. Might as well go and fuck your mom, ay
  87. She love me, yea, she love my songs
  88. Now niggas wanna go hit the bong
  89. We get high together like we be Juan
  90. And I got so much money niggas call me the Don
  91. I do 'em like DC, I bring upon
  92. These niggas, I always won
  93. I'm like Tyler with my new damn magic wand
  94. Nigga, shut the fuck up, you not Obi Wan
  95. And niggas know I got the high ground, she got them pom poms
  96. Put the fries in the bag, nigga, you's just a swan
  97. A fake one at that, nigga, I'm droppin bombs
  98. Saint Laurent, now niggas actin' calm
  99. I might go call up Ron with the world in my palm
  100. And this nigga act like I'm merely a pro, but I'm a con
  101. And these pussies act like I'm gone
  102. But I'm not gone, you just a damn pawn
  103. In my game, in my world, in this world, Louie Vuitton
  104. Brains and the brawn, withdrawn
  105. From situationships, I wake up and yawn
  106. Missin' that boy King Von, I stay strong
  107. But niggas fawn over me, they so fond
  108. And I done sit and stare at my reflection at a pond
  109. Niggas really think I'm a coupon
  110. A cheat code, free throw, nigga, I'm up 'til dawn
  111. And it be dusk, it's been so long
  112. I could care less if you with Sean
  113. Suck my dick, yeah, that's where you belong
  114. Ay, yeah, we goin' on, hittin' the goddamn gong
  115. Motherfucker touch that thong
  116. Fuck you want? Play with your decapitated head like it's Pong
  117. Eating that ass, tryna get along
  118.  
  119. Huh, these niggas always lie to me
  120. Ain't ever who they try to be
  121. Always tryna steal my wife to be
  122. 'Cause niggas cannot live silently
  123. That's always why I live privately
  124. 'Cause they always lie to me
  125. Ain't ever who they try to be
  126. And I know they won't ever ride for me
  127. Won't even go die for me, yeah
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