Can't Do That

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Riccy Runtz & 3Bandx

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Nigga slide, can't even keep a low profile
I swear i miss my brothers(Swear i miss my brother)
I ain't seen that nigga in a while(Ain't seen that nigga in a while)
My lil bitch done started tripping, i just wanted to make you smile
You can find out how i'm living, just search all through my files
We dump shots out Honda Civics
I ask the Lord for forgiveness
It don't matter, i feel envy
They really don't f*ck with me
I can tell when you act different
Keep blue racks in my denim
I keep percies in my system
It can't maintain my filter
F&N's and we got smithens, aye
I been all alone, oh
Clutching on my pole, tryna take a nigga soul, oh
Call me when it go, High Tec, watch it overflow
Bitch i'm at yo door with that glock, i don't show remorse
Big three, i'm still ball, i'ma let that glock blow
Smoking on that nigga pack, hell nah this ain't God hoe
I stay with a strap, what these niggas don't know
Hell no i won't go for that, put five bullets in his dome
Bodybag, toe tag, empty mags, hit his ass
Spin the block, where he at? There he go, let's interact
And that beef, ain't into that
You see we up just check the stats
We all hate the nigga, i drop a bag and they drop a bag
Don't know how to act cause i'm just a young nigga(Cause i'm just a young nigga)
We know where you at, you better have yo gun with ya(Better have that gun with ya)
All that tough shit get you smoked like pussy c'mon with it(Like pussy c'mon with it)
Bitch i stand on business(Bitch i stand on business)
Bitch i stand on ten(Bitch i stand on ten)
I ain't tripping bout that bitch cause we know where he live
(Cause we know where bro live)
I'm the type of nigga mask up, run through yo crib(Running through yo crib)
You the type of nigga duck yo head and still get hit(And still get popped)
FTOS be the gang, we got the city lit(We got the city lit)
Dead man, nigga this yo dead mans
Dead man walking, he just dead as hell
I just popped a fucking thottie and a xan man
We just sent that nigga up, his potna peed his pants
Don't know what that nigga on(What he on?)
I'm the one gone get em gone(Gone get em gone)
When she let me f*ck, no more relations, i'ma leave ha lone(Leave ha lone)
Bae you my backbone
Niggas jacking my style, gotta be cloned(I gotta be cloned)
They don't understand me though
Let go of the bullshit, level up, man i can't do this no more(Can't do this no more)
I'ma f*ck all on that thot bitch, bring her home, make her touch ha toes
(Make ha touch ha toes)
She got my soul(She got my soul), oh no(Oh no)
You did that bad with me, you hoe(You did that bad with me, you hoe)
She saying i'm dead wrong(She saying i'm dead wrong)
Gimme my space, i promise i won't bend if you break(I won't)
I'ma just follow my faith(Amen), i learned to bottle all my pain(Oh no)
I'm stuck inside my brain(Inside my brain), i drew the line with cocaine(Cocaine)
Rock and roll like Cobain(Cobain)
I just pray that i change but i know i won't change(I change)
I don't fear none, i don't feel sane
I don't trust much, i don't say names
I don't feel love so i don't feel pain
I don't combust, i won't complain
I'm tryna construct but they wanna contain(They wanna contain)
I don't do much, i stay in my lane(I stay in my lane)
It's like they don't wanna see me great(They don't wanna see me great)
You can post me but don't post my face(Don't post my face)
If you play with me, run my fade
I'm hanging with real, nobody is fake(Nobody is fake)
She wanna eat but she don't got a plate
You wanna leave, all you gotta say(That's all you gotta say)
I cannot be no lame(I cannot be no lame)
I cannot be no lame uh(I cannot be no lame), can't be no lame(Can't be no lame)

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