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Just Tryna Video (MV)




Performed By: L A C E
Language: English
Length: 3:50
Written by: Malik Stephenson




L A C E - Just Tryna Lyrics




Charging over taxed prices for over cut cocaine
I don't really give a f*ck a lifestyle to maintain
This expensive taste plus got to feed the fam
My nigga beat the case he be home sometime this year

Money is the root of all evil but if we don't sin then Jesus died for nothing
I'm just tryna get a bigger budget
I'm just tryna win
I'm just truth put my momma in a Benz
I'm just tryna I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna make sure my daughter never struggle
I'm tryna put shit together like a puzzle
I'm just tryna spend
I'm just tryna make it back and count this dividend
I'm just tryna get it in
I'm not tryna make new friends no

We told you niggas plottin'
Zay got the Glock and
Free Smittie til his 10 toes dropping
Down out the pound
Me and Sonte out in Lenox shopping
Smelling like pounds
Of that good gas and we Xanax poppin
Circled by hounds
I ain't gotta touch a strap
They clap when I shout
And like the umpire when I shout then nigga you out
Like Dolph I'm on a paper route
Cause it's a better route
Blunt look like it stuffed with sprouts
Counting cash on the front couch
Puffing gas up out my mouth
This come straight up out the south
But I stayed up out the north
With Tre and Mike on my front porch
And Big Mane when I played sports
But I still call don't need no court
Standing tall with rocks in shorts
Mostly finesse maybe I should've stuck with sports

Money is the root of all evil but if we don't sin then Jesus died for nothing
I'm just tryna get a bigger budget
I'm just tryna win
I'm just truth put my momma in a Benz
I'm just tryna I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna make sure my daughter never struggle
I'm tryna put shit together like a puzzle
I'm just tryna spend
I'm just tryna make it back and count this dividend
I'm just tryna get it in
Not tryna make new friends no

I'm not tryna make new friends
I'm just tryna tie loose ends
If you weren't there at the begin
Don't appear at the end
This ain't magic
Stuck to my tactics
And now there's safes up in my attic
In other words I stayed down
Now I splurge in designer fabrics
You can have whatever you like
I'm tippin' don't care what the price
Niggas parasite like lice
You better watch them
Yo patna' you can't trust'em
He singing for reduced time
He pop ya for far a pretty dime
Damn these niggas foul
That's why I watch my own back like an owl
And I just stay out of the way and make my own lane
And like an automobile I'm running off that gas no propane
Getting it in a million ways so I'm forever paid

Money is the root of all evil but if we don't sin then Jesus died for nothing
I'm just tryna get a bigger budget
I'm just tryna win
I'm just truth put my momma in a Benz
I'm just tryna I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna make sure my daughter never struggle
I'm tryna put shit together like a puzzle
I'm just tryna spend
I'm just tryna make it back and count this dividend
I'm just tryna get it in
Not tryna make new friends no
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Charging over taxed prices for over cut cocaine
I don't really give a f*ck a lifestyle to maintain
This expensive taste plus got to feed the fam
My nigga beat the case he be home sometime this year

Money is the root of all evil but if we don't sin then Jesus died for nothing
I'm just tryna get a bigger budget
I'm just tryna win
I'm just truth put my momma in a Benz
I'm just tryna I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna make sure my daughter never struggle
I'm tryna put shit together like a puzzle
I'm just tryna spend
I'm just tryna make it back and count this dividend
I'm just tryna get it in
I'm not tryna make new friends no

We told you niggas plottin'
Zay got the Glock and
Free Smittie til his 10 toes dropping
Down out the pound
Me and Sonte out in Lenox shopping
Smelling like pounds
Of that good gas and we Xanax poppin
Circled by hounds
I ain't gotta touch a strap
They clap when I shout
And like the umpire when I shout then nigga you out
Like Dolph I'm on a paper route
Cause it's a better route
Blunt look like it stuffed with sprouts
Counting cash on the front couch
Puffing gas up out my mouth
This come straight up out the south
But I stayed up out the north
With Tre and Mike on my front porch
And Big Mane when I played sports
But I still call don't need no court
Standing tall with rocks in shorts
Mostly finesse maybe I should've stuck with sports

Money is the root of all evil but if we don't sin then Jesus died for nothing
I'm just tryna get a bigger budget
I'm just tryna win
I'm just truth put my momma in a Benz
I'm just tryna I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna make sure my daughter never struggle
I'm tryna put shit together like a puzzle
I'm just tryna spend
I'm just tryna make it back and count this dividend
I'm just tryna get it in
Not tryna make new friends no

I'm not tryna make new friends
I'm just tryna tie loose ends
If you weren't there at the begin
Don't appear at the end
This ain't magic
Stuck to my tactics
And now there's safes up in my attic
In other words I stayed down
Now I splurge in designer fabrics
You can have whatever you like
I'm tippin' don't care what the price
Niggas parasite like lice
You better watch them
Yo patna' you can't trust'em
He singing for reduced time
He pop ya for far a pretty dime
Damn these niggas foul
That's why I watch my own back like an owl
And I just stay out of the way and make my own lane
And like an automobile I'm running off that gas no propane
Getting it in a million ways so I'm forever paid

Money is the root of all evil but if we don't sin then Jesus died for nothing
I'm just tryna get a bigger budget
I'm just tryna win
I'm just truth put my momma in a Benz
I'm just tryna I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna make sure my daughter never struggle
I'm tryna put shit together like a puzzle
I'm just tryna spend
I'm just tryna make it back and count this dividend
I'm just tryna get it in
Not tryna make new friends no
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Writer: Malik Stephenson
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