47 Roman - Try Me (Solo)

Mmmhmmm
Yeah
Mmmmm
Oh yeah
Breakfast time I stand across the table at
An empty chair
Life so lonely living without you
The whole day I just think about you
Try me motherfucker try me (Try me)
Couldn’t count on GPS to find me (Find me)
Wanna go then we can take it there
I’m a ill motherfucker times 3 (Times 3)
Try me motherfucker try me (Try me)
Couldn’t count on GPS to find me (Find me)
Wanna go then we can take it there
I’m a ill motherfucker times 3 (Times 3)
Cut from a cloth of greatness
Besides make shit
I make shift
I roll fast
And I skate quick
Serve more than ordinary waitress
I come from a lack of patience
Dreams are steadily waiting
I’m loving my cheap vacation
Could never come for my seat
Seats taken
Wanna leave my scene
You can keep raking
Thought about your future self
You can keep thinking
Badass with my Steez
Hilary Swanking
Wanna take buck shots
I can keep banking
While the givings all good
You can keep thanking
Feel my words in your blood
You can keep cranking
You can keep cranking
Try me motherfucker try me (Try me)
Couldn’t count on GPS to find me (Find me)
Wanna go then we can take it there
I’m a ill motherfucker times 3 (Times 3)
Try me motherfucker try me (Motherfucker)
Couldn’t count on GPS to find me (Motherfucker)
Wanna go then we can take it there (Motherfucker)
I’m a ill motherfucker times 3 (Motherfucker)
Try me motherfucker try me (Motherfucker)
Couldn’t count on GPS to find me (Motherfucker)
Wanna go then we can take it there (Motherfucker)
I’m a ill motherfucker times 3 (Motherfucker)
Built like the last avenger
Call Tyler in the McClaren
To take me to last November
My love life was on embers
Relying on weak tempers
Like where are my team members
Bitch it’s BS
Make way when you see us
Make way for our arrival
Some un-American idols
Wasn’t streaming Tidal
Wasn’t plan on being viral
But just as the world spirals
Opportunity, knocking
Putting us all on offense
When it comes to the gang
Better watch how you talking
Your body, cremated
Or rather placed in a coffin
I do it all from my gauntlet
May not be what you wanted
But everything that you needed
Remember that flag, we pleaded
A dishonorable allegiance
Now I’m ready to see it burn
Put that shit in a urn
Give us everything we earn
Plus interest
Your interest should be on poverty
Properly issuing an apology
Black trauma, mythology
Do it all just to squabble me
Treat my people just like property (Property)
Even kept us from property (Property)
While you acquired all the wealth (All the wealth)
While we acquire from the lottery (Lottery)
Built a wall from the truth
Like we in the center of pottery
But we in the center of poverty
This Black excellence will polish me (Black excellence nigga)

Written by:
Nazir Sims

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