Trying

And I'm just tryin' to get rich my nigga
 Ughhh, ridign round with my toolie
 Sippin'on that Bobby Brown
 Rest in peace to Big Choolie
 Rest in peace to big Michael Brown
 Hands up and my face down
 but the cops still might shoot me
 I gave the world my life story
 but they still don't know Route the Ruler, damn
 I'm just trying stay focused
 tired of seein' my niggas caged
 And I know they tired of that joesin'
 been grindin'way to long, god damn
 I'm just tryin'to get over, trying to hide my pain
 Shit... just hope nobody don't notice
 They tried to kill my pride, man
 They tried to fuck me over
 Got a gold chain on my neck
 I got a stone chip on my shoulder
 Ima trill nigga, thats trill shit
 My momma raised a soldier
 My pops left
 They told I comprehend it when I get older
 Boy, what that is, that ain't good sense
 Boy, fuck that shit ima hood nigga
 That hood shit in my blood
 Say a prayer for a real nigga
 They say the good die young
 A bitch nigga get jacked quick
 but I ain't never jacked my bluff
 All they know is sippin' that Henny
 all we know is smokin' em blunts
 I fell off like a few times
 but I got my money back up
 Man, they love it when you piss poor
 Shit, they hate to see you come up
 They hate it when you bounce back
 Got mad loot I started from scratch
 All we know is flippin' that what?
 All we know is shippin' them packs
 I thank God for this rap shit
 I came a long way from that trap
 The devil always workin
 almost knocked me off of my track
 Got a bad bitch on the West Coast
 and she always smokin' that gas
 I beast mode in that pussy
 she came first and I came last
 Got a hot bitch on the East Coast
 her head fire, she deepthroat
 She strip to make a little extra
 say she got money, but need more
 But ain't nothing like a Southside bitch
 who was raised up on that G-code
 She smoke good, she fuck good
 bitch even wrap them kilos
 She learned it from her brother
 Told me if she ever need to
 she'll whack a nigga no frontin'
 Shorty thats my nigga, yah
 shorty keep it one hundred
 She compliment my hustle
 she the extra piece to my puzzle
 If you don't feel me then fuck ya
 Ughhh
 But pardon my French my nigga
 I'm just trying to get rich my nigga.
 Its Jet Life to my next life
 Bitch it's Jet Life to my...
 Better straighten up
 she better straighten up
 This bitch, she losing her balance
 She trying to get to my castle
 she wanna fuck a nigga on camera
 Soo Woo, 31st I do that shit for that manner
 I was raised round that regrag
 If you bitch made, you a dead man
 Jigga gave you that "Blueprint"
 Me I gave you that "Good Sense"
 I only talk mathematics
 Spitta gave you that "Stoned Immaculate"
 Ughhh
 I'm just trying to get rich my nigga
 Bitch, pardon my French my nigga
 Its Jet Life to my next life
 Bitch, its Jet Life to my next life