Jus Tryn Win Lyrics

Streets heatin up n I'm just tryn win

And shit gettin weird niggas snakin they men

I'm out da way I jus go da wind

And you can't come around you ont stand on your ten

Everyone thuggin I guess it's a trend

Niggas ain't gettin no money I stamp

Niggas is bitches was born wit a cramp

Niggas ain't gangsta these niggas is champ

You want sum bread? Then come work for me

Ima Young Big Boss I got shit I could teach

Put up ona stu n I might break a piece

A big ass cake jus for you and for me

We gettin up all week

Keep doin your thang my nigga I see

I gotta stretch da fuck out wen I sleep

I been beatin da clock I feel lik Ali (yeaah)

Cuz bitch ima great!

You sleepin on me you gon make a mistake

I came in this bitch for da stay

He made a song lik meek and got hit with a Drake

Stay in my lane go straight

It's a marathon not a race

I be on my grind like a skate

Gettin money my only escape (who remember that)

Streets hottest artist I'm best ina state

Chip on my shoulder I'm destined to stay

I like the ladies that know how to slay

Wen I say shut the fuck up she do what I say

I'm comin thru get the fuck out the way

Fuck how you feel we gon do it my way

Smokin on gas rollin up da high way

Smokin on gas rollin down the highway

I'm gettin too fried on a Friday

I'm gettin too fly it's a fly day

These bitches be flies need to fly away

All on my line tryn suck me up

Used to be down now I'm gettin up

I could turn 50 cent into a buck

I could turn 50 bucks into enough (why)

…. Cuz we stackin up

I payed 50 for this beat das all I need to make it

The way I'm rappin in this bitch feel like I need a make it

Lil boy I know all of my cousins so we not related (what da fuck)

I been stackin every season like a calculator

Streets heatin up n I'm just tryn win

And shit gettin weird niggas snakin they men

I'm out da way I jus go da wind

And you can't come around you ont stand on your ten

Everyone thuggin I guess it's a trend

Niggas ain't gettin no money I stamp

Niggas is bitches was born wit a cramp

Niggas ain't gangsta these niggas is champ

Streets heatin up n I'm just tryn win

And shit gettin weird niggas snakin they men

I'm out da way I jus go da wind

And you can't come around you ont stand on your ten

Everyone thuggin I guess it's a trend

Niggas ain't gettin no money I stamp

Niggas is bitches was born wit a cramp

Niggas ain't gangsta these niggas is champ