Tryin Me Songtext
von Money Man

Hold up, trauma man, trauma man
Hold up, trauma man, trauma man money talk, money talk

I get that check and I stack it
My money blue like it′s crippin'
Say you a break and I′m different
Wet that shit in an updated kitchen
Fuck that lil' bitch on the island inside of the kitchen

I ride with dead people I'm superstitious
She give me head on the knee like she religious
Knowing I throw but I ran on them digits by using my digits
They wanna fuck with the kid like I′m Billy
They wanna fuck with the kid like I′m Soirée

Neena Murasi Nihasni
You not bout' that life don′t you lie to me
Just like a horse she gon' ride me
B.c your secret society
Tranquil off some niggas for trying me
Tranquil off some niggas for trying me


I buy a house, then starting growing and lil′ mama throwing it
I put a four in it
I'm going slow in it
Living for now and we live for the moment
She say when I touch her she wet as an ocean
I crack the ceiling so purple post
Play with the boss and get demoted

Fuck with the boss and get promoted
We just some hooligans
We just some savages
Who living lavish no I′m not average
How you gon' win if you never stacking
How you gon' win if you always losing
He tried to rob me I had to shoot him

B.c the army and we recruiting
B.c the army and we recruiting
B.c the army we might recruit you
You won′t believe it every week I gotta fly to Phoenix
Then I repeat it

I told my nigga hold the bail
Then he reminded me, I told ′em keep it
He told me take it back, boy I don't need it
Why would you try me up like I′m not eating
We both b.c we eat the same
This shot is more than letters on a chain


I get that check and I stack it
My money blue like it's crippin′
Say you a break and I'm different
Wet that shit in an updated kitchen
Fuck that lil′ bitch on the island inside of the kitchen

I ride with dead people I'm superstitious
She give me head on the knee like she religious
Knowing I throw but I ran on them digits by using my digits
They wanna fuck with the kid like I'm Billy
They wanna fuck with the kid like I′m Soirée

Neena Murasi Nihasni
You not ′bout that life don't you lie to me
Jus like a horse she gone ride me
B.c your secret society
Tranquil off some niggas for trying me
Tranquil off some niggas for trying me

Look what I did they wanna fuck with the kid
That′s just the way that I live
That's just the way that I operate
You can get shot or cooperate
Ran up that bag, flipped off a Duffel
Fuck all these niggas, no I can′t trust 'em

We just be hustling
I live the life of a G I′m accustomed
He ran off with a pack, then I'ma bust 'em
Running man chopper I trap in the gutter
Money man chopper I knock off your brother
Chopper put brick in the guap man kitchen
Just hit a dime in the guap man kitchen
I am a boss, look how I′m living
Every strap on me clip got inches
Every strap on me got extensions

Knowing I throw but I ran on them digits
I call the bro and he sending the shipment
I want lil′ mama mouth like a dentist
I had to flood that black circle pendant
I'm selling packs jus to feed my dependence
Fuck her so good I might break her appendix
B.c the circle I swear this is Kendrick
B.c the circle I swear this is Kendrick

I get that check and I stack it
My money blue like it′s crippin'
Say you a break and I′m different
Wet that shit in an updated kitchen
Fuck that lil' bitch on the island inside of the kitchen

I ride with dead people I′m superstitious
She give me head on the knee like she religious
Knowing I throw but I ran on them digits by using my digits
They wanna fuck with the kid like I'm Billy
They wanna fuck with the kid like I'm Soirée

Neena Murasi Nihasni
You not ′bout that life don′t you lie to me
Jus like a horse she gon' ride me
B.C. your secret society
Tranquil off some niggas for trying me
Tranquil off some niggas for trying me