[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
On God
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Tryna make a dollar
Tryna make a change
Remember only had 2 dollars
Trapping in the rain
I hope it wash away my pain
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Hook]
Tryna make a dollar
Tryna make some change
Hustlin’ up in the rain
Hope it wash away my pain
Don’t be tellin me yo problems
Girl I might just for gain
Turn 250 to a band plus
Fuckin up the F game
And I’m still here I can’t complain
Them bullets came it coulda playеd out worst
But I know God stay by me
GG with 30 leave crimе scenes
[Verse 1]
Locked up in my cell, in the brrrr
I ain’t eat for days
They just took my broski Ouvyouu
Tryn’ make them feel some pain
Jakes be on my dick
My P.O. tryn’ make me have better days
Broski lost a sig I lost a smithy in the same city
I bet broski dump the clip
He got good aim he leave a stain quickly
Who am I to judge
I guess n***as don’t aim for brains clearly
Bro tellin me patience
I can’t hit the brakes when I’m on go so I just lane switch
Trap house jumping I got Lelo & Stitch
In open in the Bay
Only did two chores so when I came out got a toonie
Down to my last band and I ain’t do it smoothly
Bought a QP, swear I smoked like four Z’s

[Hook]
Tryna make a dollar
Tryna make some change
Hustlin’ up in the rain
Hope it wash away my pain
Don’t be tellin me yo problems
Girl I might just for gain
Turn 250 to a band plus
Fuckin up the F game
And I’m still here I can’t complain
Them bullets came it coulda played out worst
But I know God stay by me
GG with 30 leave crime scenes
[Verse 2]
Swear I ain’t even tear up
Lost so many guys
PTSD got me no fear ya
Momma said I need a councillor
But ion like to talk
I rather hit the booth speak to my viewers too
Jump out gang don’t like to shoot in cars
Bet bro find the stizzy man he know all cars
N I’m screaming free Ricky that’s bro
Wrote my first track all bars
Dead Pluto got me high on yk hou on Mars
Before I buy a maybach want 100 crates
Handing out sticks like a hockey rink on a lake
When she suck me I nut quickly she looking up in my face
Long live reddick bet we spin they block we fill the car up
Swear I should’ve listen to bro
When he told me bout karma

[Hook]
Tryna make a dollar
Tryna make some change
Hustlin’ up in the rain
Hope it wash away my pain
Don’t be tellin me yo problems
Girl I might just for gain
Turn 250 to a band plus
Fuckin up the F game
And I’m still here I can’t complain
Them bullets came it coulda played out worst
But I know God stay by me
GG with 30 leave crime scenes