Tryna Fuk / No Reply Songtext
von thestand4rd

Phone ringing
Yoo
What′s good?
Inaudible voice
Nah I can't do that shit no more, I′m a grown ass man
Continued shouting
Fuck you mean? You a fool or something?
Can't talk on the phone.


X2
Tryna fuck
(I ain't got no time)
Tryna turn up
(I ain′t got no time)
Hit the brunch
(I ain′t got no time)
Hit a lick, make a buck
(I ain't got no time)
Shut the hell up, I′m done with your faking
You say that I'm making it runnin′ your mouth
I love all the hating, you know that I'm waiting
For you in the clouds

They say my lifestyle too reckless
My schedule too hectic
You hop but I don′t sweat it
I'm hopping onto the next bitch
Besides, I know nine out of ten times
She just testing to see if I'm threatened
Staring at me with evil intentions
On the inside, she just beg for attention
My first instinct to leave her to teach her a lesson
It′s getting easier to see through the deception
I can′t say but all I can really do is give perspective
I always had a hard time admitting how I feel
So the fact that I am now is how you know it's real
If you need it, I′ll do it
If you love me then prove it
Just please don't ask me to choose you or the music


X2
It′s sad that you don't know how to behave off it
When I say I′m trying to save all of my days to win
I'm just trying to play to win

If you love me then prove it
Just please don't ask me to choose you or the music
Please don′t ask me to choose you or the music.

No Reply

I need you baby, I′ll call you baby
I love you baby, I want you baby
I'll kiss you baby, I′ll kiss you baby

Zero tolerance about the non-sense
Cut you off it isn't in my conscience
Often, said that I was feelin for you heavy
Wasn′t even lying I was talking to the wrong 10s
Now I'm thinking is it even worth being honest
Are you really someone to get involved with?
Too modest, girl to say the wrong thing
Cause you don′t want problems even though that's what caused them
And when I said wrong tense I meant past and stuff
We even hit the church on that pastor stuff
I should lighten up the work maybe pass the stuff
Made you leaky, made you leaky made you spas the fuck
How you by with them high standards?
Eyes wander when you walk by by-standards
Talking in riddles, how come these girls so confusing?
That's why I don′t look for a muse for amusement
Everybody has a story, old friend, old chick, that same category
My heart open, their game hella tore me, now they hella classified in that lame category
I wasn′t bright enough back then
Life was so bland I done spice it up Jasmine
Damn, I'm Aladdin, get the best monkey it′s easy now
I sit so high you can't reach me now

Sleep another day and I stay up another night
Lift my head up when I see you hold it high
And I used to want to kick it all the time
Now a days she hit me she get no reply