Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die
You're a layabout nuisance, you don't even try,
So y'all niggas can fly
But no matter how hard i try
So try not to think too hard about it, just do ya best.
They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest
Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for
People call me a try-hard, and say that i "act blacker",
So should i call him a try hard for his style and clothes
Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes
No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit
Dire nonsense, it's quite hard for me to try and stop it
You should try a lil harder
Going broke, no sir
I mean the game been dry
Never had a chance to try
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