Logic - Tryna' Tryna' lyrics

[Pre-Hook: Lil Durk] Cut that music off, I ain't wit' other sh** (I'm tryna' turn up) I ain't tryna chill baby, I'm wit that f**in' sh** (I'm tryna' turn up) You came for me, well I came from nothin', sh** (I'm tryna' turn up) You ain't f**in' with me , then who you f**in' with? [Hook: Lil Durk] I'm just tryna', tryna', tryna', tryna' (turn up) All this money, I'm just really tryna' (turn up) With the gang, and I'm really tryna' (turn up) This my city, and I'm tryna' tryna' (turn up) [Verse 1: Lil Durk] How many licks do it take till you get to the center of her mouth? She geekin', she tweakin' we turnt up we got it, we all in the pot KOD, QOD, Magic, we f**in the sacks up in five Gas and mud I be off the d**, don't touch I'm feelin' a little co*ky They ring any b**hes wanna f** now Pop bottles like I won a f**in' touchdown If you sober, scoot over, I do d** now Party prolly got me all in the clubs now Pour some lean with no coco, we rockin' rollies, no JoJo And we off the drinks so slow mo, I get twenty a show, no promo b**hes get naked and do it for the Vine So she gon' turn up and do it for the guys She sippin' on Henny, she mix it wit' Remy She s**in' on me while I pull on her Remy She shy like the city but change for them Benji's The mula, the Fendis, I turn up for what? [Pre-Hook] Cut that music off, I ain't wit' other sh** (I'm tryna' turn up) I ain't tryna' chill baby, I'm wit that f**in' sh** (I'm tryna' turn up) You came for me, well I came from nothin', sh** (I'm tryna' turn up) You ain't f**in' with me , then who you f**in' with? [Hook] I'm just tryna', tryna', tryna', tryna' (turn up) All this money, I'm just really tryna' (turn up) With the gang, and I'm really tryna' (turn up) This my city, and I'm tryna' tryna' (turn up) [Verse 2: Logic] Dressed up in that white linen All black windows, I had to tint 'em That work work, put 'em in the dirt Let em' all lurk, know I had to get up with Durk We never hurt, hurt know the deal Tour sold out so you know it's real From the Chi City to the f**in' bank Sinatra, money I've been Frank Lemme get it I got it never feelin' divided homie on the real though How you feel though, V's up, keep it trill though Oh yeah, one time, oh yeah, one time b**h I been under pressure Always giving it everything that I got Never the lesser, turn on my compressor It's right on the dresser Been ruling the game and nobody could measure I know it's... [Bridge: Logic] You and me, you and me They don' give a damn who I am b**h I'm doing me (you and me) I said it's you and me I know who I am, don't give a damn b**h I'm doing me [Pre-Hook] Cut that music up, I ain't wit' other sh** (I'm tryna' turn up) I ain't tryna' chill baby, I'm wit that f**in' sh** (I'm tryna' turn up) You came for me, well I came from nothin', sh** (I'm tryna' turn up) You ain't f**in' with me , then who you f**in' with? [Hook] I'm just tryna', tryna', tryna', tryna' (turn up) All this money, I'm just really tryna' (turn up) With the gang, and I'm really tryna' (turn up) This my city, and I'm tryna' tryna' (turn up)