Lyrics Tryna (feat. Nobi) - Slake Dransky

Only so much face I'm tryna save
Only so much breath I'm tryna waste to do so
So much left I'm tryna say
But only so much I'm tryna explain to you so
Only so much face I'm tryna save
Only so much love you allowed to take to do so
Give me strength or give me space
Only so much I'm tryna explain to you so

Working on myself yeah yeah
Working on my health yeah yeah
Working on these tracks yeah yeah
I've been on the rails
Just like my ancestors
High as asbestos
Had mixed signals had to switch 'em like a transistor
Transition
Frames all tinted
You don't wanna test my vision
See through the dark like Riddick
Daredеvil when I'm on a mission
Double dog dare you to swing if I'm trippin'
I'll gеt to dotting your head like Krillin
I'm tryna count up this bread and flip it
Shift that loaf to a business
Stack that cake to the ceiling
Have two L's imma turn 'em to a W
Smoke two L's when I'm feeling uncomfortable
Anybody believing that they're beating Nobi with a #2 mad gullible
All of the trouble that we had to struggle through
All of the shit that I had to go shovel through
All of the blood that my knuckles drew
Homie don't make me go humble you
You can not do what I'm gonna do
Ain't got shit to say to you
Through with paying dues
You pay for views; I'm paid-per-view
Need to be paid in full; Rent is late it's due
Way too much to lose
There ain't shit to choose woah
This what you want
Lining them up and I'm getting 'em gone
They said what type of music I make
Told them fools whatever I want

Only so much face I'm tryna save
Only so much breath I'm tryna waste to do so
So much left I'm tryna say
But only so much I'm tryna explain to you so
Only so much face I'm tryna save
Only so much love you allowed to take to do so
Give me strength or give me space
Only so much I'm tryna explain to you so

Oh you hella classy huh?
Oh you tryna run the streets Fred and Daphne huh
Oh you off that 40 you think that you dashing ha
No juice no squeeze no Caprisun I see you
Graduated from the hands team
That's Mr. NFL primetime
Big drip like gas leak
That's unnecessary pipeline
I don't spill it I just sip (tea)
I am all about the pleasing
See that Slake's been on your lips (me)
Housewives on that Riesling
Hi hello let's make it right again
I been yelling, folks, go green, go Heineken
I extend
LAX my second home in fact
All these flight attendants know my motherfucking zodiac
Look
I got incredible family
I send you love if you don't
I know that blood's only half of things
Stick with the family you chose
Grandmama worked 30+ years graveyard at a Fred Meyers
Grandpa chain smoked alcoholic
Man you know she was dead tired
I ain't ever heard complaints
That's that matriarchal business
Lord let me soak up that strength like
Momma taught me how to listen
On my dark days I'm medicinal
Gave my heart away to my sibling
808's for my two cents
Love Slake, been busy

May there be peace
And love
And perfection