They Cant Keep Up ft. YMC Backz Lyrics

Everything I lost I went and got it back They can take the shit I bought but they can't my gift to

I ain't talkin' bout no Robbers, this for 12 to be exact

They was mad I had an AP and some Cubans on my neck

How you mad? Them youngins stuntin, we turned nothing into something

Everybody necklace bussin , we the top of the discussion

Shit ain't stopped, we still be cuttin' yea , she love me, he disgusted

I was born to be a hustler, everything I touch i flush it

Everything I touch is vanished, I work hard, there's no advantage

All this money, hard to manage, I should go and buy a patek

I should buy a Lamborghini, 20 bands to me, be tiny

She tryna wear her new bikini, fly her out to change the scenery

Bring your friends, I bring the bros, brung a dub, I left my clothes

I be shoppin' on the road, we gon' pull up in the Rolls

Soon we land I spend a 10 , 12 and niggas don't want me to win

I take my losses and do it again, wouldn't believe what I took on the chin

Wouldn't believe what I spent on the watch, they think I'm crazy, what I spent on the clock

Yes I'm the one gotta keep me a Glock,

I know those people don't want me on top

I know these people don't want me to live, close the back door before they bring me your head

I hate a nigga act gangsta but scared, I gotta sleep with this bitch in the bed

Still in the mix, yeah, they know where I be, don't know my pain, you don't know what I see

I used to drive in a Honda on E, I spent a thousand on one Louis T

I gave a young nigga Za for free, Niggas be faking and I agree

I know that nobody fuckin' with me, I'm from the 4th, but I'm throwing up 3

Everything I lost, I went and got it back

They can take the shit I bought, but they can't take my gift to

I ain't talkin' bout no Robbers , this for 12 to be exact

They was mad I had an AP and some Cubans on my neck

How you mad, them youngins stunting ,

We turned nothing into something

Everybody necklace bussin we the topic of discussion

Shit ain't stop we still be cuttin yea she love me, he disgusted

I was born to be a hustler, everything I touch i flush it

You know I got, give me some money, I be trappin' on Sunday

The diamonds hittin', they be bustin', upload the flavors, they be rushin

That's 20 sold before I touch it, I'm the shit end of discussion

No back and' forth, ain't with the fussin', don't think you tough, I see you muggin

I be high up, I keep druggin and its the chasers, we be cuttin

Like, no, these niggas cannot guard us, they keep tryin' come with the ballers

After I fuck, I won't even call, like I got to get back to the bag

Shining hard, got niggas mad, got niggas tryin' to jock my swag

I swear to God, no they can't fuck with me and they cannot fuck with Tez

I got, stay on top, this shit, gotta keep my foot up on the gas

Know, these niggas want me, lose and ain't no way I'm comin' last

I put the Switch up on the 9, it got the Glizzy shootin' fast

I swear to God, know they can't fuck with me and they cannot fuck with Tez

I got, stay on top, this shit, gotta keep my foot up on the gas

Know, these niggas want me, lose and ain't no way I'm comin' last

I put the Switch up on the 9, it got the Glizzy shootin' fast

Everything I lost, I went and got it back

They can take the shit I bought, but they can't take my gift to

I ain't talkin' bout no robbers, this for 12 to be exact

They was mad, I had an AP and some Cubans on my neck

How you mad? Them youngins stunting , we turn nothing into something

Everybody necklace bussin, we the top of the discussion

Shit ain't stoppin', still be cuttin yea she love me, he disgusted

I was born to be a hustler, everything I touch, i flush it

They can't keep up, they can't keep up, they can't keep up

They can't keep up, they can't keep up, they can't keep up

They can't keep up, they can't keep up, they can't keep up

They can't keep up, they can't keep up