Tried My Best ft. JaySea Lyrics

Money my mood

Money my sign

Money my language

You bet not move

You do some foul it might get dangerous

So deep in that mud

Cant even get in contact with my Angels

Fucked up on that bitch, and we still ain't got no label (yeah)

Big bankroll came in

Bankroll can't fold can't bend

So many racks in my jeans my mama like damn

Pull up yo pants

Damn ion know what to do with it

Servin the bird I'm up in the coupe with it

Damn I need that Hen

He a bitch

You get her back when I'm through with it

(Oh yeah) Oh yea

Money my mood, money my sign

Money my mitch, money my kind

Fuck on that bitch, hit from the side

You ain't talking money don't hit my line

Ran up my racks look at me now

Real ass niggas that shit hard to find

Real ass bitch she swear that she down

Swear that she down she really a dub

You are not balling you need a sub

Nigga need crossplay you need some help

Bands came in get put in a safe

Wasn't born rich played the cards I was dealt

Dealt with a lot I ain't let the shit phase me

Break it off quick I can't let a bitch play me

Yeah I'm so evil but you know the name

Don't want that bitch I might toss her to Jaysea