Jahlil Beats - I'm Tryna lyrics

[Intro: Meek Mill] Is you n***as hating cause you mad Or is you mad cause you hating on me I don't know Let's get it [Verse 1: Meek Mill] Patron mixed with Nuvo Got me feeling cool though [?] in my pockets looking like they sumo Different color diamonds like we playing Uno We racing in the Mazi, jumping we jump [?] sh**ting on these haters we don't see them not at all But if we do happen to see them break they jaws just like they [?] We break them off we break them all Catch the slipping make them fall I'm like Shaq all in the paint I bang on them they too small I wasted sipping on an Ace Kissing on the bad b**h she tell me she can taste it Bout to take her home and hit that [?] like its the Matrix Tell her she the one and I'll be gone when she awaking I'm [?], ask me who I mess with I say money n***as say they go my b**h but she gon' always come back to me Ain't that funny (ha ha ha) Omg MOB n***as say they f**ing with me I just tell them N-O-T Ain't that funny (ha ha ha) Omg MOB n***as say they f**ing with me I just tell them N-O-T Ain't that funny (ha ha ha) Omg MOB n***as say they f**ing with me I just tell them N-O-T I'm the hottest in the city bout to take over America Any b**h you see me with you know I'm probably sharing her n***as know I'm on, about to eat like cafeteria Serious, trying to lock the game like I'm a Terrier [Hook: Meek Mill] You tryna sell a brick I'm tryna sell a house I'm trying to f** that b**h you trying to buy her out I'm really on some sh** what would I lie about Get fly you got some Gucci get fly I'm flying out Switching lanes We be switching planes When I was trapping I used to get it from what's his name But now I'm rapping I'm [?] in the game And I'm balling like I'm Spalding [Verse 2: Mel Love] Why they ball the block what they hating for Why they tell me stop f** is they waiting for I ain't like to smoke all I do is double cup [?] All I move is bu*ter yo, flooded like New Orleans Make these haters nauseous wrist wear gorgeous Haters back up off 'em diamond chain flawless Sale failed then I just pick it up like a forklift Champagne bottle pop models watch corporate [?] on top we on it I turn nine into a bird and I make it fly I turn a bird into a Benz and I make it drive I turned raps into tracks and I made it here I turn this [?] into a career hope it make me rich And it make me that and it make me this Ice all up on my wrist like my sh** swollen [Hook: Meek Mill] [Verse 3: E. Ness] Take a look at me and you can tell I live the high life Running with them wolves way before they made Twilight All I'm really tryna tell these boppers get their mind right [?] get some haters to hating though in some hindsight They call me Mr. Lee but never ever did I crime fight When they come and get [?] this cheese or blind mice Spit that Walter Cronkite f**ing all these b**hes like its prom night Flying triple diamond that's what I like Let's get wasted So sh**faced to the point that I lost my bird or misplaced it So high I can bump my head on a spaceship I can't feel my face no more I need a face lift Woke up from the Matrix Slid through the block in the latest After doing six months out Vegas All I'm tryna say is I don't hate the game just the player Until that pound cake come in layers [Hook: Meek Mill]