Tryna ft. Nobi Lyrics

Only so much face I'm tryna save

Only so much breath I'm tryna waste to do so

So much left I'm tryna say

But only so much I'm tryna explain to you so

Only so much face I'm tryna save

Only so much love you allowed to take to do so

Give me strength or give me space

Only so much I'm tryna explain to you so

Working on myself yeah yeah

Working on my health yeah yeah

Working on these tracks yeah yeah

I've been on the rails

Just like my ancestors

High as asbestos

Had mixed signals had to switch 'em like a transistor

Transition

Frames all tinted

You don't wanna test my vision

See through the dark like Riddick

Daredеvil when I'm on a mission

Double dog dare you to swing if I'm trippin'

I'll gеt to dotting your head like Krillin

I'm tryna count up this bread and flip it

Shift that loaf to a business

Stack that cake to the ceiling

Have two L's imma turn 'em to a W

Smoke two L's when I'm feeling uncomfortable

Anybody believing that they're beating Nobi with a #2 mad gullible

All of the trouble that we had to struggle through

All of the shit that I had to go shovel through

All of the blood that my knuckles drew

Homie don't make me go humble you

You can not do what I'm gonna do

Ain't got shit to say to you

Through with paying dues

You pay for views; I'm paid-per-view

Need to be paid in full; Rent is late it's due

Way too much to lose

There ain't shit to choose woah

This what you want

Lining them up and I'm getting 'em gone

They said what type of music I make

Told them fools whatever I want

Only so much face I'm tryna save

Only so much breath I'm tryna waste to do so

So much left I'm tryna say

But only so much I'm tryna explain to you so

Only so much face I'm tryna save

Only so much love you allowed to take to do so

Give me strength or give me space

Only so much I'm tryna explain to you so

Oh you hella classy huh?

Oh you tryna run the streets Fred and Daphne huh

Oh you off that 40 you think that you dashing ha

No juice no squeeze no Caprisun I see you

Graduated from the hands team

That's Mr. NFL primetime

Big drip like gas leak

That's unnecessary pipeline

I don't spill it I just sip (tea)

I am all about the pleasing

See that Slake's been on your lips (me)

Housewives on that Riesling

Hi hello let's make it right again

I been yelling, folks, go green, go Heineken

I extend

LAX my second home in fact

All these flight attendants know my motherfucking zodiac

Look

I got incredible family

I send you love if you don't

I know that blood's only half of things

Stick with the family you chose

Grandmama worked 30+ years graveyard at a Fred Meyers

Grandpa chain smoked alcoholic

Man you know she was dead tired

I ain't ever heard complaints

That's that matriarchal business

Lord let me soak up that strength like

Momma taught me how to listen

On my dark days I'm medicinal

Gave my heart away to my sibling

808's for my two cents

Love Slake, been busy

May there be peace

And love

And perfection