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Can't Explain

 

Can't Explain


Where I'm from, they don't sip liquor, they sip drank
They got they EDD money and bought Dracs, nigga
Still in the trenches, it's a struggle where we stay
So I drive foreigns through the hood to motivate 'em (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Don't make no sense to have these M's and still be in the trap
Don't make no sense to make it out and keep on going back
I can't explain, it's like the block where I feel safest at
I can't explain, around my killers where I'm safest at

Circling the block before I ride home
Live in a mansion, but I still can't shake the habits, you know how it go
Why the fuck I still be on the block that Soda died on?
I can't explain it, but I ain't changing
Jump out at the store with all my ice, forgot I'm famous
I know I should be gone, but I can't leave these kids hanging
I sold crack up and down these same streets
We survived the raid and opened shop back up the same week
Better yet, the same day
No plan B, we ain't even got a plan A
No education, can't get hired, so we slang weight
No cashing out, we grew up putting clothes on layaway
Reason why I put this shit on every day
It don't make no sense, a nigga that you grew up with
You had plans for y'all to make it, but he shot you in your shit
That jealousy and envy, watch the tension 'cause it's thick
Don't make no sense, most cliques come to an end 'cause of a bitch
Ten toes, got it out the mud, bitch, I'm a pit
Stuck to the code, even when they switched up, I ain't switch
Before I could afford a whole thing, it was a split
Lost my dog the same year I made my very first M (Damn)

Where I'm from, they don't sip liquor, they sip drank
They got they EDD money and bought Dracs, nigga
Still in the trenches, it's a struggle where we stay
So I drive foreigns through the hood to motivate 'em
Don't make no sense to have these M's and still be in the trap
Don't make no sense to make it out and keep on going back
I can't explain, it's like the block where I feel safest at
I can't explain, around my killers where I'm safest at

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