B.G. F/ Lil' Wayne, Juvenile - "I'm Tryin'" lyrics

One: B.G. I'm tryin' to do right But I'm surrounded by wrong Avoid the all night flight I'm tryin' be cool And still make it on my own Do what I gotta do But playa haters all over So I roll with my crew I'm tryin' stay over And just stay my ass in school Ain't many choices to choose And this rap game I can't refuse I wanna win don't want to be the one to loose My pistol my only friend Cause busters try to bring the blues Spin the ben in black clothes Leavin brains with no clues They tryin' ta' take my only life Leave my folks on the front row Bury me in providence Heavy weight that rose They wanna steal the B.G. Now tell me Alton Ain't that cold What can I do Now what can I do to get out the game What can I do Every other day around my way niggas dyin' Now what can I do to make change Hours flyin I want to go straight boy I'm tryin' -Chorus- (Juvenile) Lord please let me go where I needs to be I'm tryin' to shake the monkey off of me Ball 'till I fall it's a poor family Fo' sho' I know the future got a lot of stuff for me Verse Two: B.G. I'm tryin' to get my mail straight Sell cd's and tapes I don't want to be jail bait Niggas want to kill me And increase the hell rate They almost got me But I slip the spot it was too late I wanna be a role model for my lil' brother And buy a fifteen room manison for my mother Settle down wit' a silent hoe And drop a tight seed So I can raise another uptown B.G. Just like me I'ma give 'em but I wish had a dad He goin' be smart and bad nigga Throwin' up a solga rag This world is kurupted The police is crooked My boy was runnin with a ''' gun His young life they took it This ''' is rotten Everyday it get's colder Sendin' the soldiers to angoula They throwin' away the key My round slangin' that yola With they hand on that iron To keep my mind right Beleive nigga I'm tryin' -Chorus- Verse Three: Lil' Wayne Choppin iron at fourteen' I'm tryin' to be a man at fourteen Nigga that tells my only way (B.G.: Look where you stand at fourteen) Whuckin, representin' partners A lil' bity something Ain't to good in my neighborhood Uptowns my partner I ain't lie i'm tryin But the night flight way To go the right way Just ain't the right way I wan' be a gangsta but also wan' live Sittin' behind the cruiser wheel So I choose to be a uptown HotBoy hard to kill Can't even see me I'm so lil' And you expect me to give this Just to switch to positive School I'm tryin' go through it but I just can't make a shape As hard as I'm tryin' do it I just can't make a shape Gettin' in beef that resultin' into serious gun slangin I'm lookin for a change but change ain't lookin for me Do good I want yeah but on half i just keep hangin' Will I remain a B.G. Or a A student We'll see -Chorus- 2x