Tryna Fuk / No Reply

[Part 1: Tryna Fuck]

[Intro: Spooky Black]
Yo, what's good?
Nah I can't do that shit no more, I'm a grown ass man
Fuck you mean? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
What, you a fool or something now, motherfucker? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[?], keep that talkin', motherfucker

[Chorus: Spooky Black]
Tryna fuck (I ain't got no time)
Tryna turn up (I ain't got no time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hit the brunch (I ain't got no time)
Hit a lick, make a buck (I ain't got no time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Spooky Black]
Shut the hell up, I'm done with your fakin'
You say that I'm makin' it, runnin' your mouth, ayy
I love all the hatin', you know that I'm waitin'
For you in the clouds

[Verse 2: Bobby Raps]
They say my lifestyle too reckless
My schedule too hectic, you hot, but I don't sweat it
I'm hoppin' onto the next bitch
Besides, I know nine out of ten times
She just testing to see if I'm threatened
Staring at me with evil intentions
On the inside, she just beg for attention
My first instinct to leave her to teach her a lesson
It's getting easier to see through the deception
I can't say but all I can really do is give perspective
I always had a hard time admitting how I feel
So the fact that I am now is how you know it's real
If you need it, I'll do it, if you love me then prove it
Just please don't ask me to choose you or the music

[Chorus: Spooky Black]
Tryna fuck (I ain't got no time)
Tryna turn up (I ain't got no time)
Hit the brunch (I ain't got no time)
Hit a lick, make a buck (I ain't got no time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Bridge: Allan Kingdom]
It's sad that you don't know how to behave off it
When I say I'm tryna save all of my days to win
I'm just tryna play to win (Haha), I said
It's sad that you don't know how to behave off it
When I say I'm tryna save all of my days to win
I'm just tryna play to win

[Outro: Spooky Black]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
If you love me then prove it (I ain't got no time)
Please don't ask me to choose you or the music, no more (I ain't got no time)
No, no, please don't ask me to choose you or the music (I ain't got no time)
If you love me then prove it (I ain't got no time)
Just please don't ask me to choose you or the music no more (I ain't got no time)
Please don't ask me to choose you or the music no more (I ain't got no time)
Fuck it

[Part 2: No Reply]

[Intro: Spooky Black]
I need you baby, I'll call you baby
I love you baby, I want you baby
I'll kiss you baby, I'll miss you baby

[Verse: Allan Kingdom & Bobby Raps]
Zero tolerance about the nonsense
Cut you off it isn't in my conscience
Often, said that I was feelin' for you heavy
Wasn't even lying, I was talking in the wrong tense
Now I'm thinking is it even worth being honest
Are you really someone to get involved with?
Too modest, girl to say the wrong thing
'Cause you don't want problems even though that's what caused them
And when I said wrong tense I meant past and stuff
We even hit the church on that pastor stuff
I should lighten up the work maybe pass the stuff
Made you leaky, made you freaky made you spas the fuck
How you by with them high standards?
Eyes wander when you walk by bystanders
Talking in riddles, how come these girls so confusing?
That's why I don't look for a muse for amusement
Everybody has a story, old friend, old chick, that same category
My heart open, their game hella tore me
Now they hella classified in that lame category
I wasn't bright enough back then
Life was so bland, I done spice it up, jasmine
Damn, I'm Aladdin, get the best monkey it's easy now
I sit so high you can't reach me now

[Outro: Bobby Raps]
Sleep another day and I stay up another night
Lift my head up when I see you hold it high
And I used to want to kick it all the time
Nowadays she hit me, she get no reply