I Can't Stay

There's nothing left to say, you better think about your words
Cuz the next one do us wrong is gonna get what they deserve
Ain't no threats, I don't do texts you know that shit is for the birds
Never was the type to start shit I just sit back and observe
But my mom ain't raise no bitch, I'll show exactly what I'm worth
445 is where I'm from and I've been reppin' since my birth
Yeah I even got it tatted, I was raised up in the dirt
(Huh) Fuck you really talking bout, Don't care bout what you heard

I Can't Stay, I'm stuck in the middle
And I got played, played like a fiddle
I get paid, only a little
Yesterday life was a riddle

I just walked up off a twelve hour flight, came straight from France
Got a Philly in my fingers put that Remy in my hand
Boarding passes can't keep track the way I'm travelling round the map
Run your pockets like you run your mouth, we run you off the track
Move too fast I'm trying to stretch my money longer than a lap
Got too high its after dark, the blunts got sparked and its a wrap
Still got homies holding straps, I'm lighting up soon as I land
Primo's pedal to the metal got my feet up on the dash, yeah

I Can't Stay, I'm stuck in the middle
And I got played, played like a fiddle
I get paid, Only a little
Yesterday life was a riddle



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Writer(s): Daniel Roman
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