a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

highpriest187 - tryin' lyrics

i heard they want big bars well here’s a skeng full
venom by the pen full, lifestyles dreadful
tryna live respectful
tryna make something out of words on instrumentals
tryna do good but nothings mint like menthol
it’s driving me mental, life’s so stressful
trying really hard not to be resentful
i’ve seen the potential, tryna earn credentials
it’s pricey like petrol, tryna be successful
tryna come to terms with the fact you’re not special
tryna buy a yard but lost the rental
tryna grow and learn something up in the temple
its old school like kekkle, working with the metal
dash, rock and pebble
young buck foot up on his peddle
he can’t cease or sekkle, tryna keep it on a level
feels like a mutt that’s been locked in the kennels

i tell ’em don’t say nothing less you meant it
my pens quick and mad to contend with
don’t hate the journey
nor can i resent it so end it
tryna make paper on my penship
stuck up in this whirlwind and every things hectic
i was just a young youth tryna get a benz quick
word of advice better watch who you’re friends with
because those energies you can’t cure with lemsip
my donnie’s missing i’m just praying for his kid
its been a couple months
no one knows where he is
life’s so precious but we all take the p+ss
tryna change direction
but the turnings been missed
i’ve been about so i know a snakes hiss
just a young don tryna get some work in the bits
happy to get by but still tryna get rich
i don’t wanna be another name on a list
cuz they’re out there
and they’re gassed with the raps g
you getting two four seven like a taxi
i’ve seen them tryna move ghost like a banshee
because they’re due to hold a charge like batteries
spent a couple nights in the factories
tryna learn something of this hasheesh
they got their eyes on this donnie cuz he stacks ps
he’s due to lose all his flavour like them blackberries

didn’t learn a thing in secondary
but now i’m stacking up on
knowledge like a monastery
tryna leave a saga something legendary
tryna tell myself the stress is not necessary
so keep your guard up
like you’ve been robbed already
keep a smile on your face keep on rocking steady
try and get that mix right like an apothecary
no there’s a long way to go and bro the roads scary
no this ain’t the states
but we’re fully in the state
like i haven’t slept for days
and my legs full ache
i’ve got stress upon my brain
heavy with the weight
everybody’s tryna put some food upon their plate
what a rat race, nothings done change
it’s like some people get a buzz from all the pain
no we’re not the same mind set like bane
on a dark night, masked up, fighting for the change

i made some money in the south
and i put it in this movement
dem man were at home playing on computers
you’ve gotta be ruthless, eye out for a judas
some will big bark with their knife and shooters
moving so clueless, whipping dirt bikes and cruisers
tryna make some winners out of losers
i wanna see some improvements
i need more options for all the runners and movers

- highpriest187 lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS