I Can't Be
YOUNG TR3Y
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Money passion desires couple steps to the wealth I got morals on top loyalty that's not on a shelf Some nights I sit battle myself I wanna shatter myself I'm afraid to show my true colors and it's bad for my health Hot boy from the inner cities hope my savage is felt My only angel done turned into a demon and said welcome to hell My brother got caught with the burner so he turned to a cell Cuz when that money got low he had to turn to sell Night rider wearing a mask got me feeling like Raphael Slutty bitches sending me snaps Ik that they kiss and tell And I'm I feel like I'm higher up Suit and tie got my attire up Who put the air in her head come fill my tires up I put the game in a choke hold like mma Asking me questions I give no answers no a q n a I smack down but keep raw here's what the truth would say It's the streets or the booth choose ya route today I feel as though I be shinning bright up under the lights New kicks upped a nigga game and got me feeling like mike Once I stopped throwing these hands I really learned how to fight Only thing I wanna Rock is clothes shows and a mic Encrypted visions of lavish living is how I'm feeling But I been crippled by mental had to stop pretending Pops wanted an Eagle Scout but I just benjis Trynna make it from the floor to Forbes and fucking benzes Down on my ass like grass the only place can go is the top My niggas applying the pressure they won't let the energy drop It's the opp or the cop don't make a difference we Grippin the shot They want the sauce and the recipe Learn spices I put in the pot For all of the drama dear momma I'm sorry I'm feeling like pac Said that wouldn't find love When I met you I felt it a lot Remember when you had told me forever But Who knew that forever could stop Remember you told me you hate me Hurt my heart but you did it a lot Only seen me just to leave me Who knew that my lover would plot Walking down the block seen my cousin get jumped Thank god nobody was shot Remember when they wanted to run me I'm the nigga who calling the shot Remeber f*ck niggas was hating No respect you can suck on this cock I ain't the same nigga who tucking his tail Ain't the same who beating them block Ain't the same nigga who hold his hand I told that f*ck nigga that he can kick rocks Aint the same nigga who cool wit a l Aint the same nigh who don't got locs Aint the same nigga who lay where he fell Told that f*ck nigga that he can kick rocks
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