tryna make it

tryna make this music though/trying get up in the dow / late night, bent behind the tent /my seat low, bad mixed baby/ yeah she cute though/ bad lil baby, yeah she give me throat / cookies in the air, alot of cloudy smoke 2x/ just to set the record straight, naw i ain't tricking tho/baby wife and she know I love her though/ we counting bands you no we gotta stack the dough /making music, trying to get up in the door/a lot of haters, but naw I ain't stopping though/I keep a thang, you got to keep a popper though/ something big ,something like a chopper though/ I'm aiming foreheads, I'm baby noodles knocker though/ A known shooter ,but I will catch them face though/a grimy nigga, I was raise cut throat /watch the back door, Don't let me catch you lacking though/send a a bitch at you, she give me all your info/ pull up and pop a nigga, act like she don't even know/