Can't Say

Can't Say - Lil Poppa

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Can't Say / Lil Poppa

They sit on the outside looking in Mama say, "Why you gone? Boy, come home" I'll be grinding 'til I get a Benz She told me look her in the eyes But I'll be lying if I ain't hit her friend I'll be lying if I said sorry every time I commit a sin But I'm sorry, no, I cannot do your party, you ain't let my killers in I'm good, probably chillin' with niggas you'll never see again (never see again) The dead, I done smoked that boy so much 'Til it's starting to fuck with my head (fuck with my head) Had to poor up with my nigga When the pain start fucking with his leg Ain't satisfied with his chain, nah, fuck it, I want a dread His face ain't worth a funeral so they gon' cremate him instead I got camеras around my crib, sleep with the choppa in the bed Ain't no alarm, you see rеd They wanna know why I'm still in the hood Because I'm a shooting star Heard he posted up like he good Then send bullets through the car door Don't ask me why I get so high, baby We ain't promised tomorrow But where we go when we die, baby I can't say that I know But I know that you know that we know (that we know) It's more to the story, shit deeper (that shit deeper) And you do not fuck with them people (with them people) And I do not fuck with them neither They say it's cheaper to keep her, I'ma leave her, I don't need her They ain't never believe me, they don't believe in y'all neither I'm steady ducking police, they don't believe we all equal Wonder how they'll feel if we go to killing y'all people She don't like to lay with me at night but it's okay, we all evil She say she never took a life, ain't here to judge, we all reapers Think I need some more ice and some more drink, it's all leaving I got demons in my life, I'm telling God, it's all creepy Told my lil' sister don't get blinded by no Insta', we all even Teacher say, "Why you came to class without no pencil?" 'Cause I don't need it This ain't what I need to succeed, I count money, I can read I can't stay away from outeast and they keep begging me to leave They wanna know why I'm still in the hood Because I'm a shooting star Heard he posted up like he good Then send bullets through the car door Don't ask me why I get so high, baby We ain't promised tomorrow But where we go when we die, baby I can't say that I know But I know that you know that we know (that we know) It's more to the story, shit deeper (that shit deeper) And you do not fuck with them people (with them people) And I do not fuck with them neither