Lyrics:
Can't let go (oh)
I gotta get her, oh
I gotta get her 'cause you're never gonna let me go
Can't let go
Gotta see her, how you gonna stop me?
I got
a nigga whacked comin'
Out a clothing store
That's all you need to know
You don't need to know no more
I would say some more but can't go no more
Anyway,
And go
Two miles an hour, so everybody sees you [Repeat: x3]
[Luda] It's get out, put my pedal to the flow and let's roll!
I'm riding up in, GTO's,
And go
Two miles an hour, so everybody sees you [Repeat: x3]
[Luda] It's get out, put my pedal to the flow and let's roll!
I'm riding up in, GTO's,
(Let's go then)
Hmm, fuck the bullshit, I ain't here to make no friends, can't get bool with me
Since an adolescence, I was ignorant, up in school
you fall
Nothing's too big
Nothing's too small, just go ball (uh, come on)
Dog tags around my neck (uh), the streets are mine
I might leave
you fall
Nothing's too big
Nothing's too small, just go ball (uh, come on)
Dog tags around my neck (uh), the streets are mine
I might leave
Hot shit (hot shit)
Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby
Your street in a Range Rover (come on)
Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go (hot
green
I gotta eat on the go Day
I hope they told you that everything that Soul say don't go a long way, what?
A ho in Chipotle, no
This is food for
you'll never leave me
Even though my daddy, you know he blacker than the street
With a fist to match, more solid than concrete
Tell white people I
a 16 ting yeah
Ok, Yes man i’m bringing him because I
Knew he was alright let’s go, ok, Skepta
I’m not scared of DEVelopment
DEVelopment ain’t in
to stay
Eat that pussy like buffet
She for the streets I don't inveigh ay
I-I I can't let it go
So I let her know yeah
Fuck up at my show
I'm so fucked up
Hello! I can see you)
You know, did anybody get to go to the
Artrve? That was a party
Oh you know, that was my last tour
The artrave
And, when I went
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
When you got locked in a cell
Yo bitch was fucking yo dawg
Let’s keep it street
Nigga we ain’t talking to cops (I can’t)
And you better watch these thots
Hot shit (hot shit)
Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby, your street in a Range Rover (come on)
Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go (hot
Chaka Khan, Chaka Khan, Chaka Chaka Khan
Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan
I said let me rock you that's all I wanna do
Chaka
Chaka Khan, Chaka Khan, Chaka Chaka Khan
Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan
I said let me rock you that's all I wanna do
Chaka
got on these streets
Only if you see what my eyes have seen
Then you'll understand why I'm surrounded by G's
If you owe me, and we got beef
I
Know why I sound so raw, 'cause I'm down by law
Try to play me 'cause I'm rappin', I will break yo' jaw
Catch a nigga in these streets, make you
saying nothing
Now you get accused of being a
Gay nigga by a gay nigga?
That's just some shit we can't mess with K
But since you claim you a baller
I
a pussy
Let it pop (bah)
Momma told me, boy stay out the streets
'Cause you get popped (stay out the, bah)
Told my mom I'm sorry
(Huh?) I'm the one who
the sonic clap
You fuck with Ken you get clapped out
I won't let it pass me no
I won't let it pass me by
I won't let it pass me by
I won't let it pass me by
I
's go)
Let's get it right (let's go)
Let's get it right (let's go)
Oh yeah she's with me and I'm your man
If I can't find you no one can
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