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I tried to tell ‘em
Oh yeah, I tried to tell ‘em
Ooh me oh my I tried to tell ‘em
Oh yeah, I tried to tell 'em
Yeah yeah
You see me getting to the money like I'm posed to
Sliding through the city in my old school
I tried to tell 'em
Ooh me oh my i tried to tell 'em
Oh yeah
I tried to tell ‘em
Pull up in the phantom, no it wasn't tinted
No congratulations they just asked me if its rented
Matter fact it is, it cost me 1200 a day
And I've had it for a month, then i just f**ed up your day
By the way i was broke for 90% of my life
They was cutting off my lights i almost cut my wrists twice
No need for the police (for what?)
We was from the streets, i tried to ask jesus for peace
Instead i got a jesus piece
I never was the one fan, never a front man
But now these n***as filming' only right i gotta stunt man
Walk into the building through the side you tryna front man, jealous of my sun tan
f** man!
*Chorus*
I tried to tell em'
Oh yeah, I tried to tell ‘em
Ooh me oh my I tried to tell ‘em
Oh yeah, I tried to tell 'em
Yeah yeah
You see me getting to the money like I'm posed to
Sliding through the city in my old school
I tried to tell 'em
Ooh me oh my i tried to tell 'em
Oh yeah
I tried to tell ‘em
I tried to tell em, I tried to warn em
(told em) I won't slap you with my hand but my money
He ain't listen, thought i was BSin'
Then i made the news cuz the robbery got messy
Now he know I'm bout that sh** but now its too late
I had to turn this city into bagdad and kuwait
I tried to tell em man, I'm a walking felony
I done been to hell and back, and ain't scared to go to jail again
Ain't nothing bout me flawed, and you can bet that
Bet i whip the whip right off the lot and probably wreck that
Bet i drop the work into the pot and whip a wet sack
Bet i hit the block up with this rock and then collect that
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I tried to tell em
But they ain't believe me
I dropped on they a** and i ran through a check i made it look easy
But they ain't see all of the grind
They ain't see all of the time
Some days i wake up so hungry i couldn't even drop a rhyme
Now I'm jumping on a flight for them shows
Nickname me bomb, cuz I'm bout to blow
Look at the look on they face
Its like i never tell em i was gon' make it
You n***as is too busy hatin'
I was on my grind like i was skatin
Now I'm jumping out of foreigns
I remember my car needed maintenance
But i tried to tell i was getting to the money
I grind for this, i don't owe nobody sh**, can't take sh** from me
And i tried to tell em, but ain't nobody listen
So if you can't take the heat that a young n***a bring then f** out the kitchen
*Chorus*