I Ain t Tryna歌詞

I ain’t tryna diss youI just wanna know the issueYeaI got shit on my mindFirst off, this song, missedly took it wrongBad intentions and all, don’t want the problem resolvedHeard it was you out making out with my dawgWent to school togetherTook the bus and all, back of flashin cars, tryna be a bossTryna fit in with the hustlers, they told us run alongTryna learn to shoot dice, got my bike stolen dawgYou still wanna gang bang, ride deep in carsTil I see the nigga wrong hat, now it’s head offPicked up a notepad, bet you gon do the sameLooked down the shit I saw now, I don’t look at shit the sameNow how am I to blame for you choosin a life in made?Nigga you a man too, why you mad at me?Same gravity hold you ’down, s thatembarrassingYour comments was hilarious, not even congratulationsTold niggas we’re related, even