What I'm Tryna Tell Ya Lyrics

12am o’ clock
Broke my style realized
Lost my heartbeat to the crowd
All up lit the night

19 in '16
Jesus Christ monetized
Tryna take my cut from high
Ready go the shots

Oh oh
A star of a loner
Cash, checks, line, sex
No one's gonna know ya

Oh oh
Story of the new age
Pain, fame, fast lanes
This is what I wanna

Eh eh eh eh eh eh
In the hindsight from the forelight
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
This is what I’m tryna tell ya

Eh eh eh eh eh eh
Breaking pointer of the sucker
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
This is what I’m tryna tell ya

Blended in with gold
Runway bods cigarettes
Sitting on the lap of lux
Living for the ride

Right there in the show
Ego blow glorified
Water for the hungry souls
Done hit in my reach

Eh eh eh eh eh eh
In the hindsight from the forelight
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
This is what I’m tryna tell ya

Eh eh eh eh eh eh
Breaking pointer of the sucker
Eh eh eh eh eh eh
This is what I’m tryna tell ya

Drunk on the motion of love
I’m drunk on the motion of love
I’m drunk on the motion of love
I’m drunk of the motion of love