Keep Tryin

By Lunchbox

On New Jazz

Released on May 31, 2023

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[Chorus]

Keep tryna find what's real

Keep tryna find myself

Keep tryna find what's real

Keep tryna find myself

Keep tryna find what's real

Keep tryna find myself

Keep tryna find what's real

Keep tryna find what's real

I don't feel right, need a seal

I don't feel right, need to bail

I’m just tryna leave the 'Gram

But I gotta speak to the fans

Niggas talk shit, fft, fft

Leave 'em like shit with the smell

My chopper big like Luenell

Run up, you ain't gon' do well


[Post-Chorus]

Bitch tryna get in my hair

Bitch tryna get in my hair

I know you mad you not here

You did that shit to yourself

I got this four, I can't feel now

I'm out of words, losin' pills

When it's last time, hear the bell

It's your last time, hear the bell


[Verse]

Already understood

Already— huh

Already understood, huh, huh

Whip all red, you could call me Suge, huh, huh

Just 'bout to slide on these fuckin' bugs, huh

I need some bands, I don't call 'em books, huh

Niggas be lame, they be soft, they be shook up, huh

Call up bro with the thing, he just like Devin Booker, huh

All this dough like a library, now I got books, huh, huh


[Chorus]

Keep tryna find what's real

Keep tryna find myself

Keep tryna find what's real

Keep tryna find myself

Keep tryna find what's real

Keep tryna find myself

Keep tryna find what's real

Keep tryna find what's real

I don't feel right, need a seal

I don't feel right, need to bail

I’m just tryna leave the 'Gram

But I gotta speak to the fans

Niggas talk shit, fft, fft

Leave 'em like shit with the smell

My chopper big like Luenell

Run up, you ain't gon' do well


[Post-Chorus]

I know you mad you not here

You did that shit to yourself

I got this four, I can't feel now

I'm out of words, losin' pills

When it's last time, hit a bell