Can't Really Explain It

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I cant really explain it
Whats the city really about
Every one hopping on beats but they should hear what im putting out
They probably wouldnt understand
Im so underground
I could be more than a friend with you now
Rent a movie and roll up in the brown
And im so into this baby
I been on my own shit lately
The socializing with shady
And i see the eyes peeking out the blinds
I just need some time get dollar signs
And i got to be patient thats something i found
And i wont bring the drama from the last into the now no
Im trying to keep it g real
I just need a new feel
Cuz my fingers getting a lil itchy
Gas garden im piccy
I just want the 20s and 50s
Move up to a blueface maybe i just need to see a new face
Everday lil homie got a new lace
I got to bring it in set a date
Im up really late i got roaches in the ashtray
And im so lovely to young girls
Fresh curls them niggas work her nerves
Tell her she need a new game
Play with my tongue make shawty take a new name
Shoot outs just to make your name
They told us just to maintain but shit
Im fin to talk my shit can i vent
She was starstrucc when i left.
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We got time but we got a time limit
You got a life so my nigga live it
Dont waste your time cant make your time
Dont let them yankers take all your time
They say im going down im doing all the time
Jot something down im looking she from the town
They know i rep my city this the 719
Colorado springs and the girls is so fine yeah
And she so into me baby
I think we some need time get comfortable baby yeah
Make the money double baby
Then bring you home a couple baby
I just want to put my momma in a new house
Tomb stone over these beats with a new route
A new charger and i was born with no breaks
Unless i need a smoke break nigga
They cant hold cake nigga
I had to save dollars
Momma said she need help this month but she worked harder
Jumping off the porch and came home to smoke one with momma
And you know we like run tha streetz big poppa
Thats that shit im talking junior mafia
I just want to be on the thrown big baller
I wanted in most wanted from lil mama
Lil nigga trying to all they can be
Im trying to show the hood things they might see
Thats on me.
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Whats the move from broke to rich
Got a rod but dont like to fish
Got a mouth but dont like to talk nigga you get the jist
I dont want to see the hood cry no more
And i hear that all these bitches done lied before
They was creeping like left eye
And she know i bend 9s
But she a 10 so i just stopped by to hi
And then ask what you on
Pop the shit open big bottles and we on
I just want to make my poccets fat
So they could be talking but im not talking bacc
We walked there then we driving bacc
I left and i fin double bacc shawty im sliding bacc
So wassup you know im about it wassup
Come alive in the clutch
Look alive on the run
Im on the race and im in first place
Good things never last they always change they face
Or they change they position
Turn they bacc on me thought nothing would change on our mission
And day one was alone before they became your ace
So they aint got no loyalty at the end of the day
Niggas have they own skin to save
Free them niggas in the cage
And im not stopping for now
Not until she tell me she into me now that right.

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Kay9ne
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