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Tried (DedicaTed) Video (MV)




Performed By: Official T-Rob
Language: English
Length: 2:03
Written by: Tommy Robinson




Official T-Rob - Tried (DedicaTed) Lyrics
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(I Tried)
I Tried man
Can't say I ain't try, cuz I did! I tried, what I'd get?
Back stabbing lies, With some knives, and a couple digs
Hadda get it outta state to make it out of where I lived
Know somebody lying if they say that I ain't try to give
Bitches call you lame, if you don't got the clout they doubt or quit
Niggas got no name, but they be acting hollywood as shit
Haters steady tryna bash, but they ain't even in the mix
Claiming that you got the gas, but you be out here dishing mid
Damn!
Ha, Mediocre!
Hadda hit em with that elegance just like a Pope would
That's why yo chick coming wetter then a super soaker
But I was never worried boutta "Quin"
Guess you a "Joker"
I Lived in Jersey for while, but I'm a New Yorker
Greensboro, Northern Carolina
Even moved to Georgia
Hadda get my money right, so I could make them plays in Florida
You be clocking all my movements,
How watched me and got broker?
You not improvising
You got thinking problems
If it's "money or a bitch", I don't gotta think about it
Shawty wanna have my kids, if you throw a fit you childish
Yeah I think about her daily, but I want the gualla
Lil lady use to gaze me way back when the bull was starting
I ain't play her like a ukulele
I'm too warm hearT and TrusT me
You could see ThaT cold side if you fold on me
Hit you with that "disappear", get it on ya own dummy, Ayee
Can't say I ain't try, cuz I did! I tried, what I'd get?
Back stabbing lies, With some knives, and a couple digs
Hadda get it outta state to make it out of where I lived
Know somebody lying if they say that I ain't try to give
Bitches call you lame, if you don't got the clout they doubt or quit
Niggas got no name, but they be acting hollywood as shit
Haters steady tryna bash, but they ain't even in the mix
I don't want to hear yo ass, when you see me up, stunting, rich
You know I Tried
Like I really tried bringing you up with me
But like God just telling me sum like
He's telling me keep you where you at, cuz you not really ready for this, you feel me?
You noT DedicaTed like me!
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(I Tried)
I Tried man
Can't say I ain't try, cuz I did! I tried, what I'd get?
Back stabbing lies, With some knives, and a couple digs
Hadda get it outta state to make it out of where I lived
Know somebody lying if they say that I ain't try to give
Bitches call you lame, if you don't got the clout they doubt or quit
Niggas got no name, but they be acting hollywood as shit
Haters steady tryna bash, but they ain't even in the mix
Claiming that you got the gas, but you be out here dishing mid
Damn!
Ha, Mediocre!
Hadda hit em with that elegance just like a Pope would
That's why yo chick coming wetter then a super soaker
But I was never worried boutta "Quin"
Guess you a "Joker"
I Lived in Jersey for while, but I'm a New Yorker
Greensboro, Northern Carolina
Even moved to Georgia
Hadda get my money right, so I could make them plays in Florida
You be clocking all my movements,
How watched me and got broker?
You not improvising
You got thinking problems
If it's "money or a bitch", I don't gotta think about it
Shawty wanna have my kids, if you throw a fit you childish
Yeah I think about her daily, but I want the gualla
Lil lady use to gaze me way back when the bull was starting
I ain't play her like a ukulele
I'm too warm hearT and TrusT me
You could see ThaT cold side if you fold on me
Hit you with that "disappear", get it on ya own dummy, Ayee
Can't say I ain't try, cuz I did! I tried, what I'd get?
Back stabbing lies, With some knives, and a couple digs
Hadda get it outta state to make it out of where I lived
Know somebody lying if they say that I ain't try to give
Bitches call you lame, if you don't got the clout they doubt or quit
Niggas got no name, but they be acting hollywood as shit
Haters steady tryna bash, but they ain't even in the mix
I don't want to hear yo ass, when you see me up, stunting, rich
You know I Tried
Like I really tried bringing you up with me
But like God just telling me sum like
He's telling me keep you where you at, cuz you not really ready for this, you feel me?
You noT DedicaTed like me!
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Writer: Tommy Robinson
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