Lyrics of Stop tryin'

(pastor troy)
They had me dodgin` the law, while i was serving my raw
Though i was young in the game, a lot of things i saw
I just bought that fifty pack, and just believed in me
And with barely could ease, that fifty pack fit the peas
I got mo` cheese than kraft, but teachers laughed at me
They asked me what would i be with out my damn degree
I told them they would see me on t.v. and videos
I`m all about that money, y`all can have them hoes
And i got goals, i know that i can do all things
Cause now i make my beats, i write, i sing
And pain was my stepping stone
Help me realize shit, even my own`ll do me wrong
But y`all a never stop me, `cause see i got this game in order
Started off with a fifty pack, with dreams of a quarter
Catching that thing from the border, and leave my enemies crying
I will never be stopped, so you can stop ya` tryin`

Chorus: stop tryin` nigga

(pastor troy)
Okay my money was mandatory, the glory of wealth
It`s plenty niggas with promises, i keep them myself
I`m 15 on this grind, but my age don`t matter
All they want is that butter, from whoever come faster
And i was after a monoply, ambition to rule
Be the hitler of this game, if i keep my cool
I`m counting money every morning from the previous night
Go and spend, ten with twin, heard he packing `em tight
I`m sitting right, i`m right where i wanted to be
Ain`t no mo` fifty packs for me, give me the whole ki
And i`m sure that you agree that i be hard to stop
In the three, yes three, years, i went from block to block
And now these haters are hot, cause i done locked the counter
Got the calibur glock, because i know that they `round me
Found me laughing at these pussy boys, making me sick
While y`all be shooting for attention, i be shooting to hit
And who i`m with don`t matter, cause i`m gone handle my own
Got them down south georgia boys in case you get wrong
It won`t be long `till doctors doing autopsy
Cause reason for death, its` gone send back to me
Cause y`all can`t stop me, nigga, shit, this game in order
Started off with a fifty pack with dreams of a quarter
Catching that thing from the border, leave my enemies cryin`
I will never be stopped, so y`all can stop ya` tryin`

Chorus

(pastor troy)
Shit, fatalities get numerous, smother with cover
Send a dead rose to his mother labeled that hustla`
And they say that that`s a small price, i disagree
If ya` stuck between a small life, unlike me
I can`t see myself going out, without a battle
Put the bomb on the stadium, aviod the hassle
Flip the tassle, i`m a skull cap, i graduated
From the school of hard knocks, nigga, others ain`t make it
So i make it my duty to be richer than rudy, yeah ramo
Cause this here pay way mo`, you decide
And ain`t no mo` lettin` me ride, hell nah shawty
Be starrin` down the barrel of that autie
Don`t test me, arrest me, i`m out like gotti, without a clue
Tell the judge that they besta pop me, or die too!
County blue, not my forte
I`m only comfortable when i got on that grind with what, with a a.k. and with a
Couple of banana clips, dip in ya lip
Better hush when i hit that hip, and disconnect it
Perfect it, from day to day, i take game and call it stayin`
And watch em` pay, i ain`t the one
Many come up, until i dump `em, but then they scatter
I leave ya` mamma asking ya` baby what`s the matter
I`m after ya` ligaments, no movement
From down south georgia bitch, i represent!!!
Convince the jury, we done payed them off
Evidence don`t matter, since they paid, you lost
I`m the boss, that cost ain`t even worth conversation
Pastor troy, the pastor of the true congregation
Blood wasting if ya` cross me, ya` lost me 'cause
Was a eye for a eye, now its` slug for a slug!
June bug know i lay `em low, that 44, he got`s to go
Shit, he got`s to go, shit
Nigga stop tryin` nigga, stop tryin`