We Still Tryin by Kayncee Lyrics
[Intro: Wrista]
Yo, Uh
Kayncee
Wrista
[Verse One: Wrista]
What you seeing on the TV screens and magazines
Is nothing of what's going on have you witnessed these refugees overseas
Hustlin' and strugglin' trying to make some cheese
And you sittin' there pampering yourself and getting money with ease
My brothers I want y’all to stand
It's not an option my brother, I told you it's a command
You might misunderstand and kinda go offhand
Well open you eyes, deception isn’t hard to recognise
You’re surrounded by evil lies one person's born and then four people die
The true killers are all under disguise
The real politicians are just trying to improvise yet there’s no replies
These kids are oversized
Foods and drinks filled with parasites
Now I’m losing my appetite
I’m making the change whether its wrong or right
So lemme show you the light; please I ask you to hold on tight
[Hook: Wrista & Kayncee] x2
People are dying
Soldiers are crying
The rich are buying
The poor are sighing
The media is lying
The truth is applying
All of its strengths but at the end we still trying!
[Bridge: Kayncee]
Yeah, this how it goes
We still trying though
Never giving up
Wrista
Kayncee
[Verse Two: Kayncee]
Comin up as a young kid with infinite possibilities
Then I grow up and realise there's restrictions on capabilities
We got responsibilities, we can't do what we wanna do
We can try but chances are that we'll just fall through
And so the moral of life is quit before you start
Noone gives a shit till your dead, big dicked or a star
You could be starved and be laying dying on the ground
But people just laugh like when wayne said his album was underground
So i'm confused, I've really got no clue
Even though I got people around me tryna tell me what to do
But why is it that whatever they say just doesnt seem right
Cause all I wanna do is is be spitting rhymes in the limelight
So i'm sitting here with my mic
Tryna express how I feel
Cause this is the one way to really express what is here
Up here in my head
Thought of life, thoughts of knives, thoughts of suicide wishing I was dead
And everyday you have to deal with brothers who think they know you, like are these suckas forreal?
Hook: Wrista & Kayncee] x2
People are dying
Soldiers are crying
The rich are buying
The poor are sighing
The media is lying
The truth is applying
All of its strengths but at the end we still trying!
[Outro: Wrista]
People are dying
Soldiers are crying
The rich are buying
The poor are sighing
The media is lying
The truth is applying
All of its strengths
But at the end
We still trying...
Yo, Uh
Kayncee
Wrista
[Verse One: Wrista]
What you seeing on the TV screens and magazines
Is nothing of what's going on have you witnessed these refugees overseas
Hustlin' and strugglin' trying to make some cheese
And you sittin' there pampering yourself and getting money with ease
My brothers I want y’all to stand
It's not an option my brother, I told you it's a command
You might misunderstand and kinda go offhand
Well open you eyes, deception isn’t hard to recognise
You’re surrounded by evil lies one person's born and then four people die
The true killers are all under disguise
The real politicians are just trying to improvise yet there’s no replies
These kids are oversized
Foods and drinks filled with parasites
Now I’m losing my appetite
I’m making the change whether its wrong or right
So lemme show you the light; please I ask you to hold on tight
[Hook: Wrista & Kayncee] x2
People are dying
Soldiers are crying
The rich are buying
The poor are sighing
The media is lying
The truth is applying
All of its strengths but at the end we still trying!
[Bridge: Kayncee]
Yeah, this how it goes
We still trying though
Never giving up
Wrista
Kayncee
[Verse Two: Kayncee]
Comin up as a young kid with infinite possibilities
Then I grow up and realise there's restrictions on capabilities
We got responsibilities, we can't do what we wanna do
We can try but chances are that we'll just fall through
And so the moral of life is quit before you start
Noone gives a shit till your dead, big dicked or a star
You could be starved and be laying dying on the ground
But people just laugh like when wayne said his album was underground
So i'm confused, I've really got no clue
Even though I got people around me tryna tell me what to do
But why is it that whatever they say just doesnt seem right
Cause all I wanna do is is be spitting rhymes in the limelight
So i'm sitting here with my mic
Tryna express how I feel
Cause this is the one way to really express what is here
Up here in my head
Thought of life, thoughts of knives, thoughts of suicide wishing I was dead
And everyday you have to deal with brothers who think they know you, like are these suckas forreal?
Hook: Wrista & Kayncee] x2
People are dying
Soldiers are crying
The rich are buying
The poor are sighing
The media is lying
The truth is applying
All of its strengths but at the end we still trying!
[Outro: Wrista]
People are dying
Soldiers are crying
The rich are buying
The poor are sighing
The media is lying
The truth is applying
All of its strengths
But at the end
We still trying...