Lyrics Tryhard - Jco , Stewie

Imma tryhard
Imma Imma tryhard
Fuck it, you don′t want it
Bitch, I got it by far
Imma tryhard
Imma tryhard
Imma Imma tryhard
Fuck it, you don't want it
Bitch, I got it by far
Imma tryhard

Imma tryhard
What you talking bout, Willis in Die Hard
You don′t see the fucking vision cause the blindfold
I'm talking bout some shit that you would die for
Got your eyes closed
Like why, bro
Said here's the deal
I brought my cards
Got some friends and they lifelong
And my iPhone
Keeps bugging out and I can′t take it
I got myself and I can′t break it
Cause that's something else that other people do
And when they realize they regret it, they are mistaken
People saying that I am basic
Till I wrap their body in a damn blanket
Fuck a check, I want a hand payment
Throw some cash and drive my fans crazy
Like look
I′m just gon practice my set
Till showtime then I gotta jet
Fucking forget
Some of the lyrics that's up in my head
Make it up to the end
Fuck did you think
I made this happen legit
Rolling some loud with the clique
Spark it again
Damn
I gotta win
For me to strive in the biz
I make it live in this bitch
I don′t ride, I'm alive, ever high and it′s lit
Bill Nye with the sense
If I don't like where I'm in, I′m surviving the shit
If you die, you go where
Turn a 5 to a 10
That′s not how it should be
Count up to three
You can doubt, wish I drown
Homie, now look at me
Hear the sound of defeat
As I pound on a beat
While you hanging with the lowest
Like you Malcolm and Reese

Imma tryhard
Imma Imma tryhard
Fuck it, you don't want it
Bitch, I got it by far
Imma tryhard
Imma tryhard
Imma Imma tryhard
Fuck it, you don′t want it
Bitch, I got it by far
Imma tryhard

I hit the spot
Maddox
Too many case like baggage
Stay with the base like addicts
I disappear in the wraith like magic
Tires go skrt up the boulevard quicker than I need a rookie card
I feel like Yeezy
Moving like Breezy
Yuh
Imma go flip it like Steezy
It be too easy
Y'all be too cheesy
Lookin like Michael like
Y′all just say hehe
Ooh
Cut it like steak knife
Ooh
Yeah
Blood gon rush out like
Goo
Imma say ew
Next one I'm prolly gon shoot
Hop off the roof
Jump in the booth
Murder some shit and then rap for the proof
They roll the dice imma hit em with deuce
Off of the juice I sleep
Nothin to do, but sit in my room, listen to tunes and eat
Poppin the pills instead of the meals all imma do is repeat
Yuh
Look at the bill too many bills, look like I′m livin in green
Livin in fear
Fear of my past
Fear what I'm building won't actually last
Fear that my happiness come from the cash
Fear that I′m living too fast
Fear that I′m here
Fear that I'm there
Fear that I′m trying too hard
Fear that I might be a star
Killing myself from the drugs just for the buzz
Feel like I'm happier without the love
Yuh

Imma tryhard
Imma Imma tryhard
Fuck it, you don′t want it
Bitch, I got it by far
Imma tryhard
Imma tryhard
Imma Imma tryhard
Fuck it, you don't want it
Bitch, I got it by far
Imma tryhard