Just Tryna

[Intro: Dylan Brady & Friends]

I'm just tryna get it, yeah

Come on

Whoa

Said I'm just tryna get it, yeah

Whoa

Yo, this beat better slap man

We are from Ottawa, Ontario, Canada

If you don't know where I stay

You don't know yourself, you hear?

If you wanna get kawaled, come through

[Chorus: Night Lovell & Dylan Brady]

I'm just tryna

I'm just tryna

I'm just tryna

I'm just tryna

I'm just tryna

I'm just tryna

I'm just tryna

I'm just tryna get it, yea

[Verse 1: Night Lovell]

Got keys for the day

Ten white bitches tag along for the play

I've been counting all this money I been getting everyday

Young ass nigga I'm a god to the ways, yeah

Whole squad don't belong in the city nigga

Who am I to say this shit again?

Pathway private in this bitch, you's a fuck nigga

Ten shots on your block, no luck nigga

Talkin' bout the bitches that'll change for the gang

For the niggas that'll try to switch lanes for the fame

Homie I've been stressed out thinking that I never really changed the city

Man you niggas need to get laid out, yeah

Mind full of shit, never got the pain out

Was a quiet ass kid but I'm insane now

Stayed to myself but I'm okay now

Bitches tryna test but I'm lost in the clouds, clouds

[Chorus: Night Lovell & Dylan Brady]

I'm just tryna, I'm just

I'm just tryna

I'm just tryna

I'm just tryna

I'm just tryna

I'm just tryna

I'm just tryna

I'm just tryna

I'm just tryna

I'm just tryna

I'm just

I'm just tryna get it, yeah

Come on

Yeah, yeah

Said I'm just tryna get it, yeah

Whoa

Whoa

[Verse 2: Night Lovell]

Girl I'm just tryna stay the night and make your ass feel nice

I'm just tryna take your panties off and slide my shit inside

I'm just tryna do so many things and that's no fucking lie

If only I could tell you why them titties make me feel alive

[Verse 3: Night Lovell & Dylan Brady]

I'm just tryna get it, yeah

See my nigga fucking in the stall

Don't even know the name, shit he met her at the mall

(What the fuck?)

Know that I be back in a minute just to see that you ain't never really tried to fucking call

I'm just tryna get it

Fuck it I'm still a god in the mother fuckin' area (Get it)

Niggas tryna break my barrier (Get it)

Give no fucks for the shit being played I'm oblivious to niggas with the camera

[Verse 4: Dylan Brady]

Don't play dumb with me, I see right through that

You know I would not be here

Don't play dumb with me, I see right through that

You know I would not be here

I'm just tryna get it, yeah

Come on

Said I'm just tryna get it, yeah

Whoa

Tryna get it

[Bridge: Night Lovell]

These niggas are funny

I don't give a fuck what they act, it's so fucking ugly

This world just ties me down, down, down

This world just ties me down, down, down, down, yeah

I don't know where to go

I just stay so fucking low

I promise that we'd always go

Promise that I'd fucking show

My circle stay with me

My squad just stay with me

Don't you ever try to tell me that you-

(Phone Ringing)

[Verse 5: Dylan Brady]

My people, they love me

They tell me I'm winning

My circles so small, girl

You can’t even see us

I don't know where to go

I just stay so fucking low

I promise that we'd always go

Promise that I'd fucking show

[Outro: Night Lovell & Friends]

But they don't like me [?]

Yo is that man skating?

[?] a nigga with an afro

Bruh

Baseball thing

I like don't even understand this drum loop

Mmh with a baseball thing

With a badman looking like Brad Pitt

(Laughs)

Badman looking like Brad Pitt

Moneyball

Come fast

Come fast

Come quick

Boy

Weapon

Bad girl

Bad girl