Zoey Dollaz - Tried to Tell 'Em lyrics

*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 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 *Chorus* 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*