Trying - Intellectual

[Intro]

Why would tell me that I was your hero?

Tryna make me, you really a weirdo

Why would tell me that I was your hero?

She keep yellin' and sayin', "I can't do it" (Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?)

I cover my earhole, I know I'm a rapper, but I keep on tryin' to sing to her soul

Yeah, I was holdin' on to little guns

You just don't gotta mind, 'cause I'm lettin' it go

Let's start tryin' and takin' it slow

Start ridin', and makin' her moan

Girl, stop lyin' about where you go

Keep it real, do not hide anythin' that you know

This nigga think he slick

Pump fakin', he don't got a grip

I keep on drinkin' this shit 'til I'm lit

And the way she kiss me, I'm missin' her lips

The crazy thing about it, I know how it get

Pho-phone call, got me missin' her lips

Tryna tell her I'm sorry, but, she won't forgivе me

Girl, let me borrow your hеart for a minute

Keep a pole, 'cause I ain't tryna die

And if he try to run, I'm throwin' at his friend

Bro got a thirty, I don't need to empty

I'm savin' the twenty, I'm throwin' like ten

I said I'm ridin' with you, I gotta rise outta you

You won't believe anythin' that I say

If I dont her the truth, I won't say it again

Tryna make me, you really a weirdo

Why would tell me that I was your hero?

She keep yellin' and sayin', "I can't do it" (Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?)

I cover my earhole, I know I'm a rapper, but I keep on tryin' to sing to her soul

Yeah, I was holdin' on to little guns

You just don't gotta mind, 'cause I'm lettin' it go

Let's start tryin' and takin' it slow

Start ridin', and makin' her moan

Girl, stop lyin' about where you go

Keep it real, do not hide anythin' that you know