Lyric Stop Tryin
[Pastor Troy and Lil Pete adlibs]
[Pastor Troy]
They had me dodgin the law, while I was serving my raw
Though I was young in the game, a lot of things I saw
I just bought that fifty pack, and just believed in me
And with barely could ease, that fifty pack fit the peas
I got mo cheese than Kraft, but teachers laughed at me
They asked me what would I be with out my damn degree
I told them they would see me on T.v. and videos
I m all about that money, y all can have them hoes
And I got goals, I know that I can do all things
Cause now I make my beats, I write, I sing
And pain was my stepping stone
Help me realize shit, even my own ll do me wrong
But y all a never stop me, cause see I got this game in order
Started off with a fifty pack, with dreams of a quarter
Catching that thing from the border, and leave my enemies crying
I will never be stopped, so you can stop ya tryin
[Chorus: Stop tryin nigga (Repeat 8X)]
[Pastor Troy]
Okay my money was mandatory, the glory of wealth
It s plenty niggas with promises, I keep them myself
I m 15 on this grind, but my age don t matter
All they want is that butter, from whoever come faster
And I was after a monoply, ambition to rule
Be the Hitler of this game, if I keep my cool
I m counting money every morning from the previous night
Go and spend, ten with Twin, heard he packing em tight
I m sitting right, I m right where I wanted to be
Ain t no mo fifty packs for me, give me the whole ki
And I m sure that you agree that I be hard to stop
In the three, yes three, years, I went from block to block
And now these haters are hot, cause I done locked the counter
Got the calibur glock, because I know that they round me
Found me laughing at these pussy boys, making me sick
While y all be shooting for attention, I be shooting to hit
And who I m with don t matter, cause I m gone handle my own
Got them DOWN SOUTH GEORGIA BOYS in case you get wrong
It won t be long till doctors doing autopsy
Cause reason for death, its gone send back to me
Cause y all can t stop me, nigga, shit, this game in order
Started off with a fifty pack with dreams of a quarter
Catching that thing from the border, leave my enemies cryin
I will never be stopped, so y all can stop ya tryin
[Chorus]
[Pastor Troy]
Shit, fatalities get numerous, smother with cover
Send a dead rose to his mother labeled that hustla
And they say that that s a small price, I disagree
If ya stuck between a small life, unlike me
I can t see myself going out, without a battle
Put the bomb on the stadium, aviod the hassle
Flip the tassle, I m a skull cap, I graduated
From the school of hard knocks, nigga, others ain t make it
So I make it my duty to be richer than Rudy, yeah Ramo
Cause this here pay way mo , you decide
And ain t no mo lettin me ride, hell nah shawty
Be starrin down the barrel of that autie
Don t test me, arrest me, I m out like Gotti, without a clue
Tell the judge that they besta pop me, or die too!
County blue, not my forte
I m only comfortable when I got on that grind with what, with a a.k.
And with a couple of banana clips, dip in ya lip
Better hush when I hit that hip, and disconnect it
Perfect it, from day to day, I take game and call it stayin
And watch em pay, I ain t the one
Many come up, until I dump em, but then they scatter
I leave ya mamma asking ya baby what s the matter
I m after ya ligaments, no movement
From Down South Georgia bitch, I REPRESENT!!!
Convince the jury, we done payed them off
Evidence don t matter, since they paid, you lost
I m the boss, that cost ain t even worth conversation
Pastor Troy, the pastor of the true congregation
Blood wasting if ya cross me, ya lost me cuz
Was a eye for a eye, now its SLUG FOR A SLUG!
June Bug know I lay em low, that 44, he got s to go
Shit, he got s to go, shit
Nigga stop tryin nigga, stop tryin
[Pastor Troy]
They had me dodgin the law, while I was serving my raw
Though I was young in the game, a lot of things I saw
I just bought that fifty pack, and just believed in me
And with barely could ease, that fifty pack fit the peas
I got mo cheese than Kraft, but teachers laughed at me
They asked me what would I be with out my damn degree
I told them they would see me on T.v. and videos
I m all about that money, y all can have them hoes
And I got goals, I know that I can do all things
Cause now I make my beats, I write, I sing
And pain was my stepping stone
Help me realize shit, even my own ll do me wrong
But y all a never stop me, cause see I got this game in order
Started off with a fifty pack, with dreams of a quarter
Catching that thing from the border, and leave my enemies crying
I will never be stopped, so you can stop ya tryin
[Chorus: Stop tryin nigga (Repeat 8X)]
[Pastor Troy]
Okay my money was mandatory, the glory of wealth
It s plenty niggas with promises, I keep them myself
I m 15 on this grind, but my age don t matter
All they want is that butter, from whoever come faster
And I was after a monoply, ambition to rule
Be the Hitler of this game, if I keep my cool
I m counting money every morning from the previous night
Go and spend, ten with Twin, heard he packing em tight
I m sitting right, I m right where I wanted to be
Ain t no mo fifty packs for me, give me the whole ki
And I m sure that you agree that I be hard to stop
In the three, yes three, years, I went from block to block
And now these haters are hot, cause I done locked the counter
Got the calibur glock, because I know that they round me
Found me laughing at these pussy boys, making me sick
While y all be shooting for attention, I be shooting to hit
And who I m with don t matter, cause I m gone handle my own
Got them DOWN SOUTH GEORGIA BOYS in case you get wrong
It won t be long till doctors doing autopsy
Cause reason for death, its gone send back to me
Cause y all can t stop me, nigga, shit, this game in order
Started off with a fifty pack with dreams of a quarter
Catching that thing from the border, leave my enemies cryin
I will never be stopped, so y all can stop ya tryin
[Chorus]
[Pastor Troy]
Shit, fatalities get numerous, smother with cover
Send a dead rose to his mother labeled that hustla
And they say that that s a small price, I disagree
If ya stuck between a small life, unlike me
I can t see myself going out, without a battle
Put the bomb on the stadium, aviod the hassle
Flip the tassle, I m a skull cap, I graduated
From the school of hard knocks, nigga, others ain t make it
So I make it my duty to be richer than Rudy, yeah Ramo
Cause this here pay way mo , you decide
And ain t no mo lettin me ride, hell nah shawty
Be starrin down the barrel of that autie
Don t test me, arrest me, I m out like Gotti, without a clue
Tell the judge that they besta pop me, or die too!
County blue, not my forte
I m only comfortable when I got on that grind with what, with a a.k.
And with a couple of banana clips, dip in ya lip
Better hush when I hit that hip, and disconnect it
Perfect it, from day to day, I take game and call it stayin
And watch em pay, I ain t the one
Many come up, until I dump em, but then they scatter
I leave ya mamma asking ya baby what s the matter
I m after ya ligaments, no movement
From Down South Georgia bitch, I REPRESENT!!!
Convince the jury, we done payed them off
Evidence don t matter, since they paid, you lost
I m the boss, that cost ain t even worth conversation
Pastor Troy, the pastor of the true congregation
Blood wasting if ya cross me, ya lost me cuz
Was a eye for a eye, now its SLUG FOR A SLUG!
June Bug know I lay em low, that 44, he got s to go
Shit, he got s to go, shit
Nigga stop tryin nigga, stop tryin
