Tryna Breathe

Hook: Shorty go down she ain't tryna breathe awwooo I be tryna get away sometimes, yeah Don't judge me I'm just tryna live awwooo I be tryna clear my mind, yeah Verse 1: You don't know me and the shit I'm in 5th of Henn blend with the bread like cinnamon Cocaine white like Letterman Niggas thinking they can stop the wave Montana better think again Bitches, dog them once then they bring a friend Acting like you turned out you was never innocent Started with the wave started bringing all the business in Told my nigga Max you know I couldn't make it until the sentence end History in the making what you witnessing Cocaine raw, it numb your whole face you can't feel your chin You know you fuckin with the killers and dealers and Hold 360 to a business man, reel us in Hook Verse 2: I'm in the kitchen with a vision like a hawk You can check the numbers out we ain't gotta talk, Montana Shoutout my nigga Penthouse, Zack and Reef Nigga knee deep and I ain't never think about rapping neither Ask Joli O',​​​​ bitches catch the holy ghost Niggas rap a lot but we do the most through the coast All my niggas ridin out Old niggas dying out All it take is one look Montana sliding out You know you fuckin with a star Come and fuck with them bars Took over the streets, and we ain't even going hard With Dame Grease, Los,​​ bomb bitches deep throat You know I'm on point like a free throw Coke Boy Hook