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I Can't


(Veno the Builder)
(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)
Muhammad, I dish out hits
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah, ayy

Muhammad, I dish out hits on hits
I can't forget 'bout what you did
Instagram, I'm not too active on it
'Cause they gon' try to judge me the way I live
And I can't stuff all this money in my damn pants, I can't
Keep going to jail and leaving all my fans, I can't
They gon' be calling 'bout my diamonds when I'm flooded with rings
Try to forgive 'em, I try, I can't
I just want change
Put that on everything
PP don't mean urine, it mean private plane
I'm a dog and I'm balling like Luol Deng
I mean a Great Dane

Going back shopping, always said I was gon' afford it one day
Doing shows and fuck on my supporters, I don't play
Niggas 'round me trapping for some Jordans, DeAndre
Alexanders on my feet, I'm a king, though
I drive them same cars I was pointing at like, "Bingo"
She hate the way I talk, I'm tryna let the lean go
Been getting money since a young boy like Baby Joe
Mad at myself, feel like I'm hiding when I'm laying low
Really wanna go back on that block and stand with rusty poles
Say they got the drop, why them niggas ain't come drop me yet?
Fuck your dead partner, nigga should have never spoke on Fred
They know what up with us, why the fuck them niggas try that shit?
All you niggas free bodies, I'm still tryna buy a bitch
Missing all your targets, hitting the niggas that was next to me
Ye had somewhere to go, he was just on the porch with the stick
You can feel the pain burning through my soul, ayy
Shootouts while I'm in designer clothes
I'm just staying real 'til it's over
My mama like me better when I'm sober

Muhammad, I dish out hits on hits
I can't forget 'bout what you did
Instagram, I'm not too active on it
'Cause they gon' try to judge me the way I live
And I can't stuff all this money in my damn pants, I can't
Keep going to jail and leaving all my fans, I can't
They gon' be calling 'bout my diamonds when I'm flooded with rings
Try to forgive 'em, I try, I can't
I just want change
Put that on everything
PP don't mean urine, it mean private plane
I'm a dog and I'm balling like Luol Deng
I mean a Great Dane

(Veno the Builder)
(Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)

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