Can't Explain

Checks over stripes but i'mma get both I need me a cheque for Adidas
I don't do games if she acting childish and stuck up I got to release her
Y'all say you solid but really just mirrors and smoke that joint on Khalifa
Revving my engine I got hella plans in the pocket like Evel Kaneivil
My records the jane released five tracks D told me he needed a re-up
She pressing my line she ask me to hit her I told her I'll call when I free up
I knew you would tell my circle got smaller dog keep spotting these virmens
I can't even pay attention to whatever y'all doing it's way too disturbing
Woah
what you talking 'bout
Big wheels in the mud I brought 'em out
Had a rule never to cut 'em off
Poison my system I dead had to cut 'em out
Told Crawford we breaking the roof
Can't put a leash big dogs out the zoo
Big cats hell cats got a zoom in it
Doubting me three years I'll show you the proof

Say what you want but to face
Like how it feels in a Wraith
Belly dancer with her waist
I'm doing things I can't explain
Say what you want but to face
Like how it feels in a Wraith
Belly dancer with her waist
I'm doing things I can't explain

If drama come at me to hit me I slip it
If I see it's broken I probably could fix it
Now I'm at the point if I want it I risk it
Moving fast I might get a ticket
Load on my shoulder get heavy still lift it
These pockets ain't fitting the money I'm thinking
Y'all walk on water just wait till I plumb it
If God ain't gon' help me I drop and I plummet
I got some problems I got it I'll tuff it out
Pick up the ball I could fall but not fumble
Staying humble y'all make that impossible
Broski a call away ready to tussle
Sound like I'm kidding but I'm speaking gospel
Once they catch the wave they gon' follow
If something I do hit it ain't borrowed
If I say I'm working I ain't talking tomorrow

Yeah yeah yeah
I got a vision I'm finna get figures
Finna get rich but I ain't trippin off riches
I feel I'm gon' be one of the biggest yeah
Am I ready are you kidding
My ten thousand Hours been over for 10 hours
Been through it we weathered with showers
Told all my bros it ain't mine it's ours
I reek of potential now I got the Power
Known in my city now I got the power
Mongo Ciroc I can't mess with no powder
We Don't pretend on this side no imposters
Supernatural I'm driving Impalas yeah

Say what you want but to face
Like how it feels in a Wraith
Belly dancer with her waist
I'm doing things I can't explain
Say what you want but to face
Like how it feels in a Wraith
Belly dancer with her waist
I'm doing things I can't explain
Things I can't explain



Credits
Writer(s): Xavier Drysdale
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