Tryna Figure Why (Explicit) - Kodak Black
L Beats
Got money on my mind but these n***as want my head
I'm tryna find out why but these ******* want my bread
I'm changing people lives but these n***as want me dead
I bet everybody die 'fore I let 'em take my breath
I'm looking to the sky pray to god I make a way
I'm tryna figure why the ones I love the ones that hate
I'm tryna duck this system running from the law
Uh they gon' parry pistols they in another car
I'm fallin' out with day ones gettin' close to strangers
Stackin' up this paper managing my anger
Smokin' opps with moonrocks but it taste like za
I'm drinkin' CBD lean but it taste like Wock'
Suck it bae don't stop
I bust right in on opps
If I see an opp today they gon' need a doc
Used to sell re-rock now I remix instruments
Don't play with my top 'cause I be quick to send a hit
In the stu' sippin' Henny then I reminisce
Where was you when I was flippin' nicks and hittin' licks
Strugglin' in the bricks I had to chip in for the rent
I came up I ain't shake you got that paper and I split
Made me some new friends it been feelin' like they been here
Knew each other since jits
How you let them beat you
Keepin' it real
I fought with my BM
'Cause she gon' tell me what I need to hear
She want me at my best but she love me at my worse still
I'm still poppin' Perkies still even though you don't like that ****
Bring a pint of lean it must be sealed
N***a I ain't gon' buy that ****
Wanna fall in the Faygo and lay there
I'm still stuck sittin' in the store right now
I'ma be a lil' later I'm on my way
Baby girl but I'm at war right now
I'm tryna figure why you tryna drown me from savin' you
Know what I went through with these n***as
How you up and betrayed me too
Count my life a blessing
Even the stress that it take me through
When baby B need love
You got the whip for you baby blue
If you ain't make it in the new year with me
Then you don't know me home
Last time I heard from DJ he was in ICU holdin' on
Even if it's encrypted I don't speak business on the phone
I thought it was on some gangster ****
But just was recordin' on
P***y n***a still ain't tryna make it right
But he ain't know he wrong
And I bleed concrete this street **** all in my chromosome
Every time I re-ed up I kept flippin' to a bigger sack
All my n***as NFL you know they gon' blitz for Yak
I'm NFL for real you p***y-a*s rappers be in the nosebleeds
Now I'm in a car and I'm poppin' molly with your ho
Why I am even tryna figure why you hatin' on
Say it's 2023 I'm the same old Z but I changed my lo'
***** say "Every time you **** me you take my soul"
Watch me drop a Perc' in a yellow Fanta turn it gold
I'm tryna figure why n***as act
Like they don't know what's up with me
Most of the time when a n***a disrespect my mind
Then it's someone gon' pop up dead
I'm tryna figure why n***as keep callin' my line
And a body ain't dropped nothin' yet
I see the news I'ma call you n***a
Stop callin' my phone go pop some ****
I get my gas from Pluto
Do what I do and put a lil' somethin'-somethin' in it
Shoutout for real my n***a for real give me all the advice
Earned my top that's for real about whatever
That's my n***a my love there