TRYING MY BEST Lyrics by Lancey Foux
I’m trying my best
But inside, it’s like I’m dead
My mind don’t go to rest, yeah
No, my mind don’t go to rest
I know what’s right, I still go left
I’m just tryna find some sense
I’m just tryna find what’s true
I’m just tryna find myself again
I’m just tryna find myself again
I’m just tryna find myself again
I’m just tryna find myself again
In that zone
Everyone around, I still feel neglected
Everyone sweet and sound, somehow still feel disrespected
Is it the weed, or drink, or one of the tings I messed with?
Is it the house, the room, or is it the bed I slept in?
It could be with all of the people I know, I don’t have a best friend
All of this money and I’m still alone, nobody could settle in
I should’ve been sending the money back home but I’m in the West End
Lil’ bro got beef in the post code, I’m still investin’
The politics taking a toll, they want me on left wing
They want me back on Barking Road like it’s 2010
It’s like they want me back on drugs, they said that’s the best him
‘Cause when I went sober for two years, the fans stopped listenin’
They used to love me when I was high, but that was my lowest
They used to love me when I was broke till I broke my promise
And she used to love me, but it’s fading, and it’s showing
I could feel it coming, I could see her going
Feel like I’m dying ’cause this love kills slowly
You can grind for life, you’re only defined by your moments
I’m trying my best
That’s why I’m turning the page
I put down the gauge and rock out the stage
In the trap, I must’ve been a racist
Cuttin’ the darkness, shottin’ the beige
My heart is still in the hood
That’s why I don’t feel like I came a long way
A part of me want to fall in love
But these women all play the same game
Too much pred, I can’t even talk to God
I don’t want to feel like I’m complaining
I’m so tired of grinding, but my people gon’ starve if I go to the grave
If I rewind it back, there may be a few things I would change
But that time, it ain’t coming back
So I resume into the pain
I’m trying my best
But inside, it’s like I’m dead
My mind don’t go to rest, yeah
No, my mind don’t go to rest
I know what’s right, I still go left
I’m just tryna find some sense
I’m just tryna find what’s true
I’m just tryna find myself again
I’m just tryna find myself again
I’m just tryna find myself again
I’m just tryna find myself again
I’m trying my best
I’m trying my best
I’m trying my best
I’m trying my best
I’m trying my best
I’m trying my best
