Tito Lopez - Tryna Get On Lyrics
feat. Jon ConnorSo it's this what y'all been waiting forTelling me low we just can't take no moreHoops is lace, eat my face, and a place in the worldI ain't gonna go if I wanna, gonna, end up on your cornerGrown up, with a couple of nigga on a missionYou can end up missinGonna blow a little meeting, this mind's a manTime to win, lost a lot, feeling as strong as an oxCould probably toss with rocks across the block, off the topFind the softest spot, shoot to killLife is selfless rotSo my life post the lot, do this realIf y'all ain't noticed, I'm focusedBut niggas broke focus with niggasAin't wrote one rap out of spectWhen I act like I own you my bindess with biznessGot all these people thinking I'm rich and shitLike this is it, like I got some instant hitMan I'm just tryina get position, shit[Hook]So don't worry bout my pay, what I make, doing goodBut if my mama still in the hood then what you thankI'm tryna get on, I'm just tryna get on, I'm just tryna get onDon't ask me if I got a million dollarsYou see me out in the drought, just shake my hand and hollerI'm tryna get on, I'm just tryna get on, I'm just tryna get on[Jon Connor]I don't really care how you feel about rapMatter fact, I don't care how you feel about thatThat's my frowl nigga get about thatNever give a second to the present my dropAt the game, hijack,I ask, I ask who better right nowNot none, not neverNiggas couldn't spit like me, if my mouth was dryAnd my tongue got severed'should I only need 2 letterWhen I say ***** uh, then your girl get wetterNiggas try to stay afloat, but I made a boatWhen I hit every wave, I cope'Oh you talking to a mother*****ing geniusHold that, niggas know when I'm hold backFront row on the show, where the hoes atAny nigga know kinda better, better know that***** nigga on fire, where the hoes atWait, wait, so cold, 'I make all you niggas can't trace, a blank stateSound like a problem, sound like a ho, let me count on my soundLike a gyzmo thousand,Talking that shit, haters all on my dickAll they do is arouse meBetter call rap tousin, feeling like 80k how my heart beWhy I act like this, we just tryna get on,That's why I rap like this, gone![Hook]So don't worry bout my pay, what I make, doing goodBut if my mama still in the hood then what you thankI'm tryna get on, I'm just tryna get on, I'm just tryna get onDon't ask me if I got a million dollarsYou see me out in the drought, just shake my hand and hollerI'm tryna get on, I'm just tryna get on, I'm just tryna get onNigga we the best out, but I keep my chest outCause sometimes I feel like left out, when the game's stretched outY'all know what I mean, this routineSpeak to the streets, and they sleep till you release them chartsAnd once you start to eat, they gonn think that you weakAnd you lost your heartThis is insane, crazy just ain't the wordThe right description, that's fiction,That's an understatement, that's basicNigga this is a mission to be greatIt ain't no decision, it's just fateAt least for tito, I ain't break these doors downJust to get ***** like carlitoI don't see no negro, Caucasian, latin or asianIt's amazing, I'm brazing, as a kid that's spend all of his days'Gazing the stars, raising kids that weren't hisAnd just blazing, aging so fast, he ain't gonn lastWhat they thought on occasionHit by them straisin, excuse my phrasingBut ***** the bullshit, these bullets ragingIt's a war that's waging, what side are you on niggaWhat god you praising? Ha?
