I cant Lyrics

I can't trust these niggas I can't trust these hoes neither

Take that fuckin cast off I can't n hang around broke people

Got to many hustles I can't ever go broke neither

Niggas be on that unleaded round here we smoke diesel

Round here we don't need ya

Choppa hit ya all hope leave ya

Body stiffer than some cold pizza

I be trippin but I know Jesus

Dirt on me but I clean my hands

Got dirty money had to clean the bands

Before the fame nigga we was fans

All I ever needed was to see a chance

Got delivery like the pizza man

Got flow like I breached a damm

God knows ima decent man

So I chose not to bleed the man

How many times niggas could've died

But I let you niggas go and live ya life's

All the times that I should of cried

I just held it in let it build inside

I can't let these people see me down

I just chunk the dues told em see you round

I can't sit there and jus see you drown

I'll be in that water till you see the ground

My heart so pure they wana transplant it

Rob me they wana van damn it

Try me that's ya last try

Put some lead where your tramp stamp is

Most u niggas never shot a gun

But I bust them hoes n have a lot of fun

Watch ya tone when you talk to me

I must be 2 cas Ima not the 1

I change the topic if it ain't a profit

They can talk about it but they ain't gon stop it

the bigger picture they gon try to crop it

Hit me in his head wit a fuckin bopit

This nigga need some help

I told em be ya self

Little nigga he can't even reach the shelf

Cookin niggas mane you bout to meet the chef

Rookie niggas mane you bout to meet the vet

If you actin foul then you bout to meet the ref

All these rappers n I gotta be the best

All these trappers n I gotta leave the net

Walk around and I gotta keep a vest

See a chance I just need a glance smokin refer plants high as Peter Pan

Walk-in thru they like he the man

With fuckin plan get to duckin fans

Got a buz like I'm chuggin cans

Master plan and I'm rubbin hands

No drum sticks but I'm touchin bands

Ha ass up and she touchin sand

We on the beach I got ha on a leash

She my bitch and we jus smoking purple leafs

Damn I know jus how to hurt a beat

Walking on like some turf in cleats

Waves lookin like I surf in seas

Remember days when I used to work for free

Now it's money honey and im worth the fee

Smoking on a dummy pack of hercules

I ain't on no inspiration shit naw

I ain't on no conversation shit

Interviews about relationships

Don't worry bout who I'm dating bitch

Don't come around wit that hatin shit

These niggas hating like they one of satins kids

Niggas talkin that bullshit but my shoes tied so I ain't trip

You Niggas clowns but you ain't it

Thought I'd work out but you ain't ripped

Boy you ain't shit boy you constipated

Yo bitch told me that it's complicated

Got her condisating off a conversation

Rich niggas need compensation

Bitch niggas out here dilating,

Gyrating need annihilation,