I Try - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Yyes)

(Ryder nigga)

[Pre-Chorus]

All day

I try, cause I need it

Yeah, two phones

On the jack yeah, 12 on my ass, yeah

Foot thru the floor yeah, bitch on the gas, yeah

[Chorus]

Don’t think that this shit won’t last

Let’s just count up big

Count up a big bag

Money green

Count up green

Something I love

Lord, please, don’t let it be the reason I fall

[Verse 2]

Here’s the thing

Figured no way around it

Where I'm from niggas get hit up, or they go to college

I ain’t saying money everything, and it fix all ya problems

But have you ever seen a nigga mad in a real life Bugatti

(Tryna tell ya)

Don’t think, I wasn’t running it outside

Don’t think, I don’t be focused when I’m high

Don’t think, if there is smoke that they won’t slide

Don’t think, yeah

Dont think

It’s like don’t blink

I suggest not at all

And niggas wanna be fly

But yall not like us

I hit LA with the ties

I feel like I’m with mob

Hit me up on arrival

We gone make this shit viral

Im in the office with 3 macs around me, Steve Jobs

Im coming for Complex, don’t make it complex

While I, say less

I’m in a condo practicing safe sex

Came a long way from EBT and Payless (Ah)