Frio - Tryna Win

Im tryna win, gimme ten bricks or I’m signing
I’m tryna win, so I’m pulling strings like a violin
I’m tryna win, I could phone home; I’m dialed in
I’m tryna win, & I feed off of you doubting

I’m tryna win, no I’m never stopping
I’m tryna win, yeah I gotta get it
I’m tryna win so I do it quiet
I’m tryna win, no more looking back
I’m tryna win like I’m cooking that
I’m tryna win, I brought the cookies back & the sugar shack, & the jack herer, yeah I’m tryna win



I ain’t change much, cuz my whole life, I been tryna win
But now I’m focused
Waking you up with a cup of some coldness.
I am elevated I got the dosage
If you lie to me I gotta expose it
Rap niggas know they need the exposure
This for my cult, its’s not for the culture
Up in my city I clutch the revolver
I told my folks I’ll make it home
So I keep the heat just to keep it a fact
Peace in the streets is a piece to the puzzle
But piece it together you be kinda puzzled
So I gotta hustle and put away bread, the cheese, the dough
I need it fa sho.
From now just pay me in blow for the shows.
Watch how I triple up, flip it fa sho
I’m equipped with a vision just look in my eyes.
Some people don’t.
They ain’t my folks
They ain’t my bros
They ain’t my hoes
Frio Hendrix walking on my the ceiling like a exorcism
Winning like I turned the finish line into my living room
They feeling blue tryna get a clue
This a different tune.

Im tryna win, gimme ten bricks or I’m signing
I’m tryna win, so I’m pulling strings like a violin
I’m tryna win, I could phone home; I’m dialed in
I’m tryna win, & I feed off of you doubting

I’m tryna win, no I’m never stopping
I’m tryna win, yeah I gotta get it
I’m tryna win so I do it quiet
I’m tryna win, no more looking back
I’m tryna win like I’m cooking that
I’m tryna win, I brought the cookies back & the sugar shack, & the jack herer, yeah I’m tryna win

I never hate on my enemies, but I never pray for my enemies
I just meditate with the energy
You know I wanted this my whole life
& I would trade it for your soul if I go back to my old ways
My old foes, they throw shade
I crack a smile like a crocodile
Probably cuz I burned like half a pound
Get up on your toes now I'm back around
Started from the bottom with that half a pound
But I came back with a thousand grams, the alchemist, and a caravan
Call Kaldwell for real the estate
I can call bro if it’s really weight
Like 95, I got a hundred lines
Just stay patient when you on the grind
Money can slow up, you know how it goes
No te preocupes, todo está bien
I been strategic cuz I’m tryna win
And bring all my family and friends
We not divided we got dividends
I told you I flip it and flip it again
I’m tryna win

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