Joey Fatts - Tryna Get It lyrics

[Verse 1: Joey Fatts] Young loc from the back blocks Flip an ounce from a laptop With the rock I'm like matchbox 20K in the safe, more bands on the way If you playing with my cake, I'll give 'em faceshots Giving n***as botox with this 9 Smoking dope like Easel in his prime On the one-way or I'm posted on the dime At AD house free boy and Yance Since my younger days, I've been stuck in my gudda ways Serving 'ye where my mother stays Get a pack, flip a pack, need a pack like andale Tell José to be on his way From having hoes on my clothes to having hoes on the stroll Ain't even drop 5 [?] trying to blow I ain't even got time still unbu*ton my clothes Get some head, do a show then it's back to the road Ay, this life now And them p**y n***as hating, tell 'em pipe down, pipe down I'm all up in their wife now They throw me s-e-x like life now, life now Lifestyles of the young and wild Youngest child, still the first to touch a hundred thou' Everyday you can catch me with a bad b**h I say it mine, they say this come with [?] [Hook: Joey Fatts] Get money, f** b**hes So if it's dough or hoes, then I'm with it With my n***as, in the trenches Just a bunch of young n***as out trying to get it Get that work, bag it up, then flip it n***as going to hate, but a n***a ain't tripping If it ain't about money, then a n***a don't listen Gotta pay for attention, boy I'm on a mission Young n***a trying to get it [x4] If it's about some cash, then I'm with it I'm just a young n***a trying to get it Young n***a trying to get it First I bag it up, and then I flip it I'm just a young n***a trying to get it Young n***a trying to get it These f** n***as hating, I ain't tripping I'm just a young n***a trying to get it Young n***a trying to get it [Bridge: Joey Fatts] Yams told me keep getting money Don't worry about the f** sh** Cause when a young n***a getting money This the price that it come with [x2] [Verse 3: Joey Fatts] f** it How you get home safely? All my n***as out lurking watching in that Mercedes I don't know why these f** n***as tried to play me Say they real, but these f** n***as fugazy These b**h a** n***as try to jump, try to k** I guess these n***as thought they could punk the kid Mad, cause everybody love the kid These motherf**ers don't know who they f**ing with I'm a young menace When it's war, catch a n***a slipping And all my n***as going to ride, ain't no need to ask who with it If one trip, then we all tripping Never snitching on my n***as, motherf**er that's god's business Couple texts, that's squad business Keep with the tough acting, I'm gonna make this sh** y'all business f** n***a, I'm from long beach Where we hold heat with [?], like f** it I'm cripping I k** a n***a dead in this rap sh** But for now, I'm on tour, money stacking Smoking dope in New Orleans, eating catfish With a b**h, beat the p**y like Ca**ius Boy I'm not worried 'bout a tad bit These b**hes f**ing my squad next We got the work like a state test Washed up n***as reached their apex [Hook]