I Can't

I cant, fuck with, none yall, bitch ass
I cant, do shit, but go, get cash
Got no, time for, petty, drama
4 Kids, got 3, baby mamas

Winning, what I, strive to, do so
I cant, relate, how they, move slow
I do, tend to, act a, fool tho
Long as, you kool, I stay, kool tho

I cant help im feeling this, all up in yo feelings bitch
I go so hard with my flow so far, I should be making a killing shit
Music's so appealing this, felt like it helped my healing bitch
Inside my heart lookin like a junkyard, You'on'know what im dealing with

No tapping out, I don't kno why they don't kno how to be real when rappin' now
No backin' out, I just keep goin' like when u get drunk til ur passin' out
I'm passin' now, and you left behind in yo lane, hit the gas goin faster now
I put in work, take a couple of breaks, put in work, hit the clock then im cashin out

I got these kids to feed, you can keep dissin' me, all that you want
Grind like a busy bee, say you gon get with me, kno that you wont
All that I got is my balls and my word, I mean that shit to the bone
Ill cut up, joke, and stay high as a bird, mind ya own business im grown, leave me alone

I cant, fuck with, none yall, bitch ass
I cant, do shit, but go, get cash
Got no, time for, petty, drama
4 Kids, got 3, baby mamas

Winning, what I, strive to, do so
I cant, relate, how they, move slow
I do, tend to, act a, fool tho
Long as, you kool, I stay, kool tho

You pray to yo maker say please, he gon collect on them fees
You lie with the greatest of ease, I'm allergic you makin' me sneeze
So high im up there with the b's, takin' L's now its W's for me
The bird is the word make me cheese, my appetite I must appease

I'm goin in, you and ya ho and them, yall can sit back and watch me
Not blowin it, the path ive chosen my friend, I feel it workin for me
I used to get down bout everything, still living my lifes not a breeze
My music and family's my everything, and no one gon take em from me

I been tryna tell you that I am legit, been done told you im the shit
Been in this bitch, doing my thang for some years, only now you wanna say I can spit
It might be too late, where were yall years ago gotten better I kno and admit it
Just know when it comes to my flows and my rhyming
Improving's where I am commited
Y'all know the business

I cant, fuck with, none yall, bitch ass
I cant, do shit, but go, get cash
Got no, time for, petty, drama
4 Kids, got 3, baby mamas

Winning, what I, strive to, do so
I cant, relate, how they, move slow
I do, tend to, act a, fool tho
Long as, you kool, I stay, kool tho



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Writer(s): Robert Mcghee
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