Pro Pittman - Tryin' 2 Get It Lyrics

So we're here
Well let's build
Yeah yeah look
Turn this shit up make sure that you is hearing this
I am so serious
Styles like I'm Furious
Dab out the rig guaranteed I am clearing this
These rappers pussy
They probably on periods
Old school assassin I'm jumping off pyramids
Under control no curse that is imperius
Championship belt stack all your wealth
Trust in yourself learned that shit from experience
Wait they wanna have and still eat all the cake
I got a habit of exposing the fake
Last night I dreamt it was me in a Wraith
Woke reality hit me in the face
My baby crying back to the grind
I still got them bills due
They think mental illness is real cool
Depression that shit it'll kill you
Progression I'll teach you a lesson
Don't let no nigga no bitch have you stressing
Before the gun case
Carried Smith and the Wesson
I sold the molly back during the recession
These niggas capping
Keep that shit stashed in the cabinet
You want it go see it go grab it
Work on your tactics
First memory that I had
Is my dad laying dead in the casket
Yeah life is fantastic I'm being sarcastic
Go take a shot at the B now we blastin
Took a shot VSOP now I'm dabbin
Just come look at me
You gon see I'm a savage
No manual its gon be automatic
Roll with some Gs
And we be about static
Ring your doorbell
While your baby is napping
Ten toes down put my foot on the gas
And then I go
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Peace
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Live in the moment
Don't rent the game
You should own it
Keep your eyes on your opponent
Always be ready to show the opposition you hungry
Solidify that you still want it
See why you be fronting
Why you be lacking
Get tossed off the boat
If you lie to the captain
Nobody talk but we all know what happened
This aint a game
If it was its all madden
This hall of fame
This how I do it
Repping my gang
All in my music
Lord wheres my head
Sometimes I lose it
Put down my pen
Lost my influence
My homie passed
Found with a pipe and a stash
It's hard to let go of the past
One day ill blow up
Either the music I make
Or the light that I put to the gas
Im talking progression
I'll teach you a lesson
Don't let no nigga no bitch have you stressing
Before the gun case
Carried Smith and the Wesson
I sold the molly back during the recession
These niggas capping
Keep that shit stashed in the cabinet
You want it you see it go grab it
Work on your tactics
First memory that I had
Is my dad laying dead in the casket
Yeah life is fantastic
I'm being sarcastic
Might sound dramatic but lately I've had it
Lock me away in the basement or attic
Smoking on dope I'm a sour d addict
No moms spaghetti I feel like B Rabbit
Beat on his box if I see he want static
Ring your doorbell
While your baby is napping
Ten toes down put my foot on the gas
And then I go
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Peace
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Whole time I'm trying to get it
Let's go