Dylan Brady - Just Tryna lyrics

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Dylan Brady - Just Tryna lyrics

[Intro] I'm just tryna' get it yeah Come on Whoa Said I'm just tryna' get it yeah Whoa Yo this beat man slap man Here 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 (Laughs) [Hook: 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 b**hes tag along for the play I've been counting all this money I be getting everyday Young a** n***a I'm a god to the way, yeah Whole squad don't belong in the city n***a Who am I to say this sh** again Pathway private in this b**h you's a f** n***a Ten shots on your block no luck n***a Talkin' bout the b**hes that'll change for the gang For the n***as 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 n***as need to get laid out, yeah Mind full of sh** never got the pain out Was a quiet a** kid but I'm insane now Stayed to myself but I'm okay now b**hes tryna test but I'm lost in the clouds Clouds [Hook: 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 I'm just tryna I'm just tryna I'm just- Im just tryna' get it, yeah Come on Yeah, Yeah Whoa 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 a** feel nice I'm just tryna take your panties off and slide my sh** inside I'm just tryna do so many things and that's no f**ing lie If only I could tell you why them titties make me feel alive [Verse 3: Night Lovell] See my n***a f**ing in the stall Don't even know the name sh** he met her at the mall (What the f**?) Know that I be back in a minute just to see that you ain't never really tried to f**ing call f** it I'm still a god in the mother f**in' area n***as tryna break my barrier Give no f**s for the sh** being played I'm oblivious to n***as 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 Whoa Said I'm just tryna' get it yeah Whoa Tryna' get it [Verse 5: Night Lovell] These n***as are funny I don't give a f** what they have they so f**ing 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 f**ing low I promise that we'd always go Promise that I'd f**ing show My circle stay with me My squad just stay with me Don't you ever try to tell me that you- (Phone Ringing) [Bridge: 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 f**ing low I promise that we'd always go Promise that I'd f**ing show [Outro: Night Lovell & Friends] But they don't like me [?] Yo is that man skating? [?] a n***a 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 Money bad Come fast Come fast Come quick Boy Weapon Bad girl Bad girl

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