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I Try
Hip-Hop/Rap
I Try was released on May 12, 2023 by Serpentine Green as a part of the album I Try - Single
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Release DateMay 12, 2023
LabelSerpentine Green
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cole Zachary Salles
Cole Zachary Salles
Songwriter
Tomas Noe Carrillo
Tomas Noe Carrillo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tomas Noe Carrillo
Tomas Noe Carrillo
Mixing Engineer
Eddie Dreher
Eddie Dreher
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I try
But I don't know how to play nice
Could give a fuck bout what they like
Put me in a box, been rough around the edges
They ask me why I'm hating
Bitch y'all just so unimpressive
I've OD'd and I've flat lined
There's nobody on the other side
No monuments and no statues
Of men like me and that's alright
I ain't gotta ounce of hate in my heart
Most of y'all just way too soft
I ain't gunna candy coat the truth
No that shit ain't guna taste how you want
Never been no gentlemen
When out selling smoke in that Pendleton
I couldn't play fair and let life win
She a deadly bitch and she trifling
This is it
Stacking bricks in that boat that I row
Through shit with the holes in it
I Can't cope within
So Im lashing out without love or sense
And my sentiment it been fuck it all
I still fuck the law but she broke my dick
Don't take me much to get in the pit
But it cost a lot to get out again
Most claim real but under blue lights
You gunna find out that they counterfeit
Can't give an inch cause they'll take a mile
And then fake smile and act like we friends but
I try
But I don't know how to play nice
Could give a fuck bout what they like
Put me in a box, been rough around the edges
They ask me why I'm hating
Bitch y'all just so unimpressive
I try
But I don't know how to play nice
Could give a fuck bout what they like
Put me in a box, been rough around the edges
They ask me why I'm hating
Bitch y'all just so unimpressive
I don't want a ball and chain of fools
Circle small as I can afford
I don't wanna fornicate with hoes
That ain't got a great credit score
I ain't gunna candle light
What need full exposure nah see my flaws
I try to love everyone
But I know very well that I'm no son of god
My human condition be critical
I be cynical
Play for the same things most y'all quit for
I jump for the fun for the fall for the pain
Of the contact nah man got no rip cord
And The shit that I lived through
Proved that god got a plan that I know nothing about
If you thinking your peon opinion mean something to me
You're as dumb as you sound
You translucent I ain't never losing
I be taken lessons and I teach em too
Talk ya bitch up out her fruit of looms
Do the shit that you could never do
I can't fake the funk that shit too exhausting
Got a brand new bag in a robot world
So I get on up and give it uncut
I got a lump sum and you can get it all
I try
But I don't know how to play nice
Could give a fuck bout what they like
Put me in a box, been rough around the edges
They ask me why I'm hating
Bitch y'all just so unimpressive
I try
But I don't know how to play nice
Could give a fuck bout what they like
Put me in a box, been rough around the edges
They ask me why I'm hating
Bitch y'all just so unimpressive
Written by: Cole Zachary Salles, Tomas Noe Carrillo
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