Thestand4rd - Tryna Fuk / No Reply Lyrics

[Intro: Spooky Black]|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|F*ck you mean? You a fool or something?|Can't talk on the phone..||[Hook: Spooky Black] x2|Tryna f*ck|(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||[Verse 1: Bobby Raps]|They say my lifestyle too reckless|My schedule too hectic|You hot 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||[Hook: Spooky Black]||[Bridge: Allan Kingdom] 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|||[Outro: Spooky Black]|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||[Intro: Spooky Black]|I need you baby, I'll call you baby|I love you baby, I want you baby|I'll kiss you baby, I'll miss you baby||[Verse: Allan Kingdom & Bobby Raps]|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 in the wrong tense|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 freaky made you spas the f*ck|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||[Outro: Bobby Raps]|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