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Gunna

Can't Relate

 

Can't Relate

(album: Drip Season - 2016)


I made a 100 today
Look at my Rollie when I need a date
Flawless VS's inside of the face
I see the stars inside of the Wraith
[?] but I'm still in LA
Pray to the Lord that I beat my case
I pour up a four and I go outer space
Can't go back and forth, ain't no time to debate
Real nigga shit and you cannot relate
I ain't got no feelings, I don't feel the fakes
I keep a Glock 40 on side of my waist
My plug get that work and it slip out of state
I pop me a perc and now I'm in a daze
I ain't got no pressure and I'm tired of waiting
I bought a big house that's surround with a gate
I moved out the hood, made sure Momma straight

I cannot stop, I gotta keep going
I can't go off, I gotta stay on
These niggas fake, these niggas fraud
We at the top and you niggas boring
Got with them slimes and I started touring
Jumped out a jet, went and copped me a foreign
Four Audemars, finna dip it in water
[?] I'mma spend me a quarter
We shit on these niggas and shit on these bitches
My loc on Old Nat cut that dope in the kitchen
I'mma rap on my track, I done make a decision
It used to be Green but now we shop at Lennox
The lean on my face just to help with my vision
Handle my part and I play my position
I used my brand and I pay attention
[?] chop that work up like Benny
Ride in the foreign and no it ain't rented
This a freestyle and it's just the beginning
We just be wilding and we ain't got no limit
[?] swim in it
[?] shitting and pissing
Bitch I'm a shark, I swim with the fishes
I pray up to God, you know I'm committed

I made a 100 today
Look at my Rollie when I need a date
Flawless VS's inside of the face
I see the stars inside of the Wraith
[?] but I'm still in LA
Pray to the Lord that I beat my case
I pour up a four and I go outer space
Can't go back and forth, ain't no time to debate
Real nigga shit and you cannot relate
I ain't got no feelings, I don't feel the fakes
I keep a Glock 40 on side of my waist
My plug get that work and it slip out of state
I pop me a perc and now I'm in a daze
I ain't got no pressure and I'm tired of waiting
I bought a big house that's surround with a gate
I moved out the hood, made sure Momma straight

I'm still in the streets, shit can get deep
I gotta keep Meech, Chanel on my feet
My jewellery ain't cheap, I know I'm a beast
I go get that work, whilst my niggas eat
I need some more diamonds, my team needs some rings
Put ice in my teeth, man I l feel like a king
Red bottoms on with my YSL jeans
I knew that drip when I walk on the scene
Look up at the boss when you talking to me
You know this shit cost I can't walk through for free
I pour up that mud and I roll up, get geeked
I heard he ran off on you niggas, you sleep
I made 45 and a break down a P
I bought a whole house, they ain't get me a lease
Run through the week make a hunnid at least
Copped me a coupe, it ain't come with no key
Bitch I be high and I don't get no sleep
That's how I ride when I'm on a beat
[?] suite
She got her friend fucking on me
The strong gon' survive and these niggas weak
This a freestyle but this shit ain't free
I got crocodile all over my seats
They eat up the style, they get it from me

I made a 100 today
Look at my Rollie when I need a date
Flawless VS's inside of the face
I see the stars inside of the Wraith
[?] but I'm still in LA
Pray to the Lord that I beat my case
I pour up a four and I go outer space
Can't go back and forth, ain't no time to debate
Real nigga shit and you cannot relate
I ain't got no feelings, I don't feel the fakes
I keep a Glock 40 on side of my waist
My plug get that work and it slip out of state
I pop me a perc and now I'm in a daze
I ain't got no pressure and I'm tired of waiting
I bought a big house that's surround with a gate
I moved out the hood, made sure Momma straight

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