Keep Trying

[Intro]
Hey

[Chorus]
Mama told me not to beef and I been trying Lord (Trying)
But bitch I'm straight up out that gutter, I got time for it (Time for it)
He from this movement, I'ma shoot promise to God, Lord (Brr, God, Lord)
I'm on his ass, I'm at his door just like his landlord (Brr, landlord)
And that's on hoover, I ain't no hoe, bitch I'ma slide for it (Bitch, slide)
Better not tweak, don't let them drugs give you a high horse (High horse)
'Cause I got niggas just like me they ride or die for it (Die for it, grrt)
Coolin' kid on the same cake 'cause I'm too hot for it
Ridin' around in Rovers, I got guap boy
AR in the passenger I'm a hot boy (Hot boy)
Bitches use to laugh at me, now they not boy (Not boy)
You know you got it like I got it if you my boy (My boy)
Ain't no way of passing me, I'm too hot for it (Too hot for it)
You gon' make me crash, hot boy don't get shot boy (Shot boy)
Junkies want that good dope, I got a lot more (Lot more)
Tryna be the trap god, fuck a clout lord (Trap, big bag)

[Verse]
That's my nigga, that's my brother, I'm gon' ride for him (Ride for him)
And if a nigga disrespect, he gon' die for him (Die for him)
30 bullets in this tech, I got a lot more (Lot more, grrrt)
Wondering why he brought a vest, bro take his top off (Top off)
From the projects, but I left I got my guap up (All way)
Don't want beef, bitch we too street and it's a lot of us (Lot of us)
Doing it for the lil' geek I'm getting of you (Tired of you)
You a bitch just like your daddy, I know he proud of you (Bitch, proud of you)
And I don't want no more of that lean, but I think my body does (Lean, body does)
I mean I do like how it feel, but I ain't proud of drugs (Proud of drugs)
We got AKs, we got SKs, we got a lot of guns (Grrt)
And I ain't never play no games, but catching bodies fun (Bodies fun)
I just bought a glizzy, don't make me blast off (Blast off)
You grew up a sissy and that's your dad's fault (Bitch, dad's fault)
We hit licks and plenty and that's the bad part (Bad part)
I got rich, I'm wealthy just bought a Jaguar (Jaguar)
My new bitch been living sober say she tired of drugs (Tired of drugs)
Look, you gotta pop a Xan, you wanna ride with us (Ride with us)
I'ma think I'ma Satan because I lie to her (Lie to her)
I just got too many bitches, ain't got time for love (Time for love)

[Chorus]
Mama told me not to beef and I been trying Lord (Trying)
But bitch I'm straight up out that gutter, I got time for it (I got time)
He from this movement, I'ma shoot promise to God, Lord (God, Lord, grrt)
I'm on his ass, I'm at his door just like his landlord (Landlord, grrt)
And that's on hoover, I ain't no hoe, bitch I'ma slide for it (Bitch, slide)
Better not tweak, don't let them drugs give you a high horse (High horse)
'Cause I got niggas just like me they ride or die for it (Die for it)
Coolin' kid on the same cake 'cause I'm too hot for it (Too hot for it, grrt)
Ridin' around in Rovers, I got guap boy
AR in the passenger I'm a hot boy (Hot boy)
Bitches use to laugh at me, now they not boy (Not boy)
You know you got it like I got it if you my boy (My boy)
Ain't no way of passing me, I'm too hot for it (Too hot for it)
You gon' make me crash, hot boy don't get shot boy (Shot boy)
Junkies want that good dope, I got a lot more (Lot more)
Tryna be the trap god, fuck a clout lord (Trap, big bag)

[Outro]
Yeah