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von Ali & Gipp

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

Sunlight, moonlight, strip malls
Peter Paul, mix it with the Sprite y′all
Candy on every old school tippin' the block
Barbecue grill with the rack of chicken
And all my homies rollin′ up the fruit


Droppin' the top on the coupe (coupe)
My team rock jeans, dickies with creases
With different color diamond pieces
I can't recollect the last time Yipp left the house without the iron
The chopper, the burner under the seat
I swoop through the back streets, hang with pro athletes
Movie stars, fast cars, strip bars, all me

75, 85, 285, Spaghetti Junction all day rollin′ channel 5

Call me somethin′ tight, ridin' motorbikes

Said her name was Tracy, said she wanna race me
We ain′t really gotta do it in the streets
Let's skip that part and take it to the suites, come on

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

Yo, I get sick of strugglin′, my baby got one in the oven


My baby girl need Pampers and all I got is some lovin'
Only good thing is the day is sunny, hoopin′, my J actin' funny
You know how we like money but our pockets was Bugs Bunny
A hundred degrees, Budweiser, Vokal, Pfizer
Socony, old school, Diadoras, and ponies
Basement and block party, tall cans, private stock 40s

Gazers from Maury, Commodore dancin' with shorty
I did the two step, Red came through in the blue rep
Terry, Wardell, Julay, Bobby, and Yusef
It was sickening, over the top, officially kickin′
Shop after salad, Bobby girl took time to season the chicken

Car wash, fresh wax, Mother to Wards
On the wall, on the dash, silicon on the tires
I′m a tri-millionaire, fuck it, a billionaire
Trillion dollar home, you can come visit when I'm in there

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

Folks workin′ 9 to 5, all their lives to get by
Pop a pill, go out and rob and kill to get by
Folks relyin' on their main squeeze to get by
Using sports, entertainment, pimpin′ just to get by
85% Prayin' to God just to get by
5% Are self-improvin′, make moves to get by
I'm from U-City, so I had to get fly
Folks think you gotta drink and smoke just to get high

I'm tailor-made, goin′ through the storm on chocolate side
My son name is King so we like to church a lot
I be with Murph a lot, whether if it′s work or not
Some folks work a lot, others sell work a lot
They do dirt a lot, showin' off is why folks get murked a lot
Steady ridin′ around, circlin' lots in they brand new drop tops
It′s a new hood rule, you can't have a lot, them haters do not, fool

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by
And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by

And I try, and I try
To get by, to get by
And I try to get by