Can't Let Go (Remix) ft. Burn One & K-B Lyrics

Straight on my grind, money on my mind, I can't let go

Straight on my grind, money on my mind, I can't let go

40 new 30, I'm still in my prime Made it this far, never tooted a line

Baby girl like it, I'm cool with the pine Go get a pack when I give her some time

Wasn't so wild then the gal could be mine Down to the earth, personality sweet

Engage in conversation that be so deep Would take her out, but I know she too geek

Know I'm tri-polar, got three different moods How can he be kind and so fucking rude

Why he explode when he so fucking cool? Xanax should help sometime, make him a fool

Saw what the pimp taking over my beer Cool with that shit, but I'll tell you what's weird

Boys in the hood like to call me OG First time I heard it, like talking to me

Straight on my grind, money on my mind, I can't let go

Straight on my grind, money on my mind, I can't let go

Fresher than clean, call me Jim Massey What's that cologne? Nigga don't ask me

Roll through the hood, see my kinfolks Park in the street, you can just pass me

Sip the bar, no glasses It's all them chicks big asses

Rolling up, got the double cup Cruising down the streets of Calabasas

Squigging up, feeling real good .45, nigga, wish you would

Living life and I'ma love my life And I'ma live my life just like a player should

They was cool when they thought I wasn't gon' do it Now I see them, like they talk about they knew it

40 new 30, and I'm so worthy Hall of fame wit da game got a hood on my jersey

Straight on my grind, money on my mind, I can't let go

Straight on my grind, money on my mind, I can't let go

Straight on my grind, money on my mind, I can't let go

M-O-N-E-Y, I got money, on my mind

Dollar signs, on the grind, bitch don't, bitch don't, kill my vibe

Naw, fuck nigga, don't blow my high

I'll blow smoke, in a fuck nigga eye

If a fuck nigga try, then a fuck nigga die

The name Burn One, so that thang go Boiii

But I ain got time for all that, but there was a time, I recall that

I used to be tough, had to fall back,

But now, I just chill, and blow ball bats

And stay on my path, count up this cash

I was livin' life fast, now I'm livin' like dad

Takin' care of my kids, you do the math, nigga