Chris Brown & Young Thug – I Ain’t Tryin lyrics

Chris Brown & Young Thug - I Ain't Tryin lyrics
Chris Brown & Young Thug – I Ain’t Tryin lyrics

Chris Brown & Young Thug – I Ain’t Tryin lyrics. Chris Brown & J. Cole

(You good, T-Minus?)

When I try to walk away, it’s like I ain’t try

When I try to walk away, seems like I ain’t try (Oh, na-na-na-na)

Seems like I ain’t try (Ain’t even try, oh man)

You made me do it a thousand times

Yeah, you done me (Oh)

Young Thug & Chris Brown

Lovin’ can hurt, but you patch up, baby (Oh-oh-oh-oh)

Call me walkie-talkie, patched up, baby (Oh-oh)

I wanna know is it flirtin’ when you back up, baby? (I wanna know is that when you back up?)

Oh, slimy down in 7 Up, baby (Oh, oh, oh)

If everything about you is a lie

Then I just wanna be disguised, oh

And if what they said was true and you was lyin’

Darlin’, didn’t I tell you that I’m in love with speakers now? (Woah, woah)

Stay away from no one, know I need privacy, yeah

Didn’t your mama teach you way back in the day not to try and play hide and seek? Yeah

Gettin’ bread for the longest, now niggas tell you how to make a mil’ in a week, yeah (Oh-oh-oh)

Real rockstars, I can show you how to get higher than me, yeah (Oh)

Spent a half a mil’, on God, oh, yeah, yeah (Oh-oh)

She’s a diva, she got a head full of hair, eyes blend with the sea, yeah

I’ll never talk bad about her, I’d rather pray with her on my knees, yeah

Upgrade her dental, on GP, it cost a bird

Watch her constantly tell me she don’t need it (Baby, I’ma get it)

Chris Brown

(Baby, it’s just)

Baby, I love you

Baby, wanna find you

Maybe if I say this

Long hair, don’t care

Young Thug & Chris Brown, Chris Brown

Fuckin’ under covers

Crazy, know I’ll burst

I’ll cover you like covers

Versace that is, mind your biz

I keep some foreign shit in the bunk, bae (Oh-woah-woah)

I can kill ’em, but, ma, don’t get out the truck, baby

And I tell you somethin’ good

I had blood on me, but I didn’t give up, baby (Oh-oh, oh-oh)

I can handle it by myself, don’t interrupt, baby (Ooh)

Chris Brown

New brights at night, I don’t even drive, yeah

What a bad bitch gon’ do for a new watch? Yeah-yeah

She can’t feel my pain, ask me, “Do it hurt?” Yeah-yeah

Before you fuck me over, I’ma do it first

(Bitch, I’m ahead of the curve)

Why leave open my safe?

Break the links off my chest

Cryin’, she complainin’, yeah

You know it’s gang shit, yeah

Know these all baby worth

Enemies and the fiends get served

Say grace, bow your head

Baby, I’m a god, amen

Chris Brown

Baby, it’s just

Baby, I love you (Oh)

Baby, wanna find you

Maybe if I say this (Say this, baby)

Long hair, don’t care

Young Thug & Chris Brown, Chris Brown

Fuckin’ under covers (Ooh)

Crazy, know I’ll burst (Yeah)

I’ll cover you like covers (Oh, you, woah)

Versace that is, mind your biz

I keep some foreign shit in the bunk, bae (Yeah, yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)

I can kill ’em, but, ma, don’t get out the truck, baby (Yeah)

And I tell you somethin’ good

I had blood on me, but I didn’t give up, baby (Oh-oh, oh-oh)

I can handle it by myself, don’t interrupt, baby (Ooh, oh)

Jamie

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