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Night Lovell - Just Tryna ft. Dylan Brady
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Night Lovell
Night Lovell
Rap
Dylan Brady
Dylan Brady
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shermar Paul
Shermar Paul
Songwriter
Dylan Brady
Dylan Brady
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dylan Brady
Dylan Brady
Producer

Lyrics

I'm just tryna' get it, yeah
Come on
Whoa
Said I'm just tryna' get it yeah
Whoa
Yo this beat man slap man
We are from Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
If you don't know where I stay
You don't know yourself, you hear?
If you wanna get kawaled come through
I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna (I'm just tryna get it, yea)
Got keys for the day
Ten white bitches tag along for the play
I've been counting all this money I be getting everyday
Young ass **** I'm a god to the ways, yeah
Whole squad don't belong in the city ****
Who am I to say this shit again?
Pathway private in this bitch you's a fuck ****
Ten shots on your block no luck ****
Talkin' bout the bitches that'll change for the gang
For the **** that'll try to switch lanes for the fame
Homie, I've been stressed out thinking that I never really changed the city
Man you **** need to get laid out, yeah
Mind full of shit never got the pain out
Was a quiet ass kid but I'm insane now
Stayed to myself but I'm okay now
Bitches tryna test but I'm lost in the clouds
Clouds
I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna
I'm just tryna
I'm just
I'm just tryna' get it, yeah
Come on
Yeah, Yeah
Whoa
Said I'm just tryna' get it, yeah
Whoa
Whoa
Girl I'm just tryna stay the night and make your ass feel nice
I'm just tryna take your panties off and slide my shit inside
I'm just tryna do so many things and that's no fucking lie
If only I could tell you why them titties make me feel alive
See my **** fucking in the stall
Don't even know the name shit he met her at the mall
(What the fuck?)
Know that I be back in a minute just to see that you ain't never really tried to fucking call
Fuck it I'm still a god in the motherfuckin' area
**** tryna break my barrier
Give no fucks for the shit being played I'm oblivious to **** with the camera
Don't play dumb with me
I see right through that
You know I would not be here
Don't play dumb with me
I see right through that
You know I would not be here (I'm just tryna' get it, yeah)
Come
Whoa
Said I'm just tryna' get it yeah
Whoa
Tryna' get it
These **** are funny
I don't give a fuck but they actin' so fucking ugly
This world just ties me down, down, down
This world just ties me down, down, down, down
Yeah
I don't know where to go
I just stay so fucking low
I promise that we'd always go
Promise that I'd fucking show
My circle stay with me
My squad just stay with me
Don't you ever try to tell me that you
My people they love me
They tell me I'm winning
My circles so small girl
You can’t even see us
I don't know where to go
I just stay so fucking low
I promise that we'd always go
Promise that I'd fucking show
But they don't like me man
Yo is that man skating?
Is that the **** with the afro?
Bruh
Baseball thing
I like don't even understand this drum loop
Mmh with a baseball thing
With a badman looking like Brad Pitt
Badman looking like Brad Pitt
Money ball, come fast, come fast, come quick boy
Weapon, bad girl, bad girl
Written by: Shermar Paul
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