Still Tryna Get It

Lyrics

[Intro] Uh, let this bitch breathe for a minute Let that bitch breathe for a minute... (Good Sense) Life But what that is? (Good Sense) [Verse 1] So it's back to the block to make moves I gotta get that loot, stack that money like a jew It's on to the next, my old girl old news And my paint job China White, I make yo bitch drool I bet he don't got a clue, she send pics to me nude Turn that kitty into a pool, I'm a fool Shit, that slow dough will give yo ass the blues That OG keep my eyes soo-woo But I'm all about my green, by all means that's the truth Since a teen I been that dude, give me room Daydreaming about a coup on 22's But in reality I'm sitting on this stoop I've seen cops beat a nigga black and blue I swear they don't know me from my can of soup I'm highed up, higher than your penthouse roof This that Good Sense II followed by the Kenner Loop, nigga [Hook] And I got a lil big money, but I'm still tryin' get it Still on my paper mission, still handle my business I love my sisters, I don't love no bitches Make a bitch cry a lake, better yet cry a river That's cold as December, I'm fucking up my lungs My dawg fucking up his liver from this weed and all this liquor And we still don't give a... you know [Verse 2] Try to smoke away my problems, but that ain't work And for a quick dollar they head first I finally got some leather on my headrest Flow so sick, it need bed rest Hustling like I ain't got no cash left In this BFA until my last breath And ain't shit changed but my address Old school with it, money in my mattress Label me a nigga, man, a Braveheart True hustler, grinding with no days off Tryin to get it while I'm still living Blowing piffy in a whip with no ceiling Try not to make the news, try and shake the penitentiary And I still say a prayer for my enemy She stuck around when I was down, that's a down bitch She got good sense, she ain't on no clown shit [Hook] And I got a lil bit money, but I'm still tryin' get it Still on my paper mission, still handle my business I love my sisters, I don't love no bitches Make a bitch cry a lake, better yet cry a river That's cold as December, I'm fucking up my lungs My dawg fucking up his liver from this weed and all this liquor And we still don't give a... you know