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Can't Relate

by YJK Brando

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Yeah, so you know like, when I started recording that hoe, I was trying to get my voice right Boy AJ here with me I started rapping that hoe, he started nodding his head on the first bar And that's no cap That's how I knew this bitch was gonna be hard Yeah Yeah, so when I was bumping this beat I was riding the car with my nigga AP He told me to kill this hoe, and keep my foot on y'all neck Talk like I got it This one for you AP Yeah Food on my plate, yeah you know I'ma eat that Get in my way, you get broke like a Kit Kat Niggas be talking, I Aint with the yip, yap Fuck all these hoes, they stay talking, this that Niggas be talking, who the hardest And Jackson is far as concern, it ain't up for debate I'ma keep running that money up, shitting on people and rubbing these fuck nigga face Trying to find out who up next, I'm right here Put that shit right in, they face make it clear Run up a bag on they ass, feed my pears And then we go, ghost on they ass, disappear Straight outta Jackson, I'm from the eastside When the talk about money I'm running olay To Much money to make to be talking relation When she get at that then I be like, I'm okay Been telling myself I'm the best, he said come and get that I said I'm on the way All this pain in my eyes from the hurt in my heart, I pull up they be like damn Brando bake If you heard all this shit, that my mom said today it would told you to go get your cape Up off my ass, run my way to get that Think my brain told me, y'all can't relate What's up, boy These niggas ain't like us, ain't like us And it really that simple Yeah, it's really that simple Ain't none of y'all niggas like me Brando Yjk cme mmp You already know what we do I do it for real, you niggas be floppin' Bro keep on asking me what this shit dropping If you ain't talking money, I'm changing the topic Famo' my back cause I'm all out of options Foot on the gas ain't no coming in last I'm running a race, until God call me home These niggas be capping, they hatin' your shit But be ride on your dick when they see that you on Now that be so crazy, got me sleep, I'm sedated I never switch up, I'd rather stay basic Now y'all in my face, ask this shit like we dating You wasn't with me from the start, stick to hate Remember them days back in school, I was bumpy and lame and no one knew my name Now I'm up on they ass, in reverse on they ass, and they looking like this nigga changed And my eyes looking up to me, gripping their top once I get in my nigga that's game One foot on they neck finna stomp til it break He can't heal it cause I got no brace When I drop all this shit, this shit turn into hits They gone say Brando what's that you say Up off my ass, route my way to get that Think my brain told me y'all can't realate

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