Listen to Can't You See by Hotboii

Can't You See

Hotboii

Hip-Hop/Rap

4,806 Shazams

Lyrics

Hot cut the fan on (Kado, you way too dope, kid) Hot cut the fan on (Okaymizzy, this the one right here) Bitch, I'm the man, holmes Ooh Ooh I'm talkin' 'bout ooh Ridin' with a woo, I'm talkin' 'bout ooh Can't you see? He been in his bag, don't care what you think I tried to put my feet in and fell in too deep I be fightin' demons, they won't let me go to sleep You my nigga, you my nigga, can't never we compete I ain't never wanna leave I know it's levels to the street, you play the ladder, rest in peace I got shovels for the smoke, I don't dig what they be tweetin' Sometimes you gotta let it go, grip the trigger and release Hit and then repeat (hit it up) Spin 'til they retreat (spin somethin') Hundreds, fifties, twenties No friends, just M's for me And I'm really startin' to think God ain't make no bitch for me I be tearin' up the lane now, got a brand new Infiniti On Kev, you no fuckin' dime, hoe, is you gon' ride? In his life, he dealt with so much lies, why he broke inside He be thinkin' that his right is wrong and his wrong is right I be poppin' all these fuckin' pills, but can't swallow my pride Gon' explode just from all this shit that he hold inside Rolling stone, he up 'til the morning, can't even close his eyes I lost my nigga, wish it was a game, he could be revived All he wanted to live it up with me, but now he ain't alive Hit my knees, I be tryna pray, tryna talk to God But I don't even be knowin' what to say, I just wonder why I wonder why real ones gotta die, fake always survive Hotboii, live up to my name, watch me open fire Can't you see? He been in his bag, don't care what you think I tried to put my feet in and fell in too deep I be fightin' demons, they won't let me go to sleep You my nigga, you my nigga, can't never we compete I ain't never wanna leave I know it's levels to the street, you play the ladder, rest in peace I got shovels for the smoke, I don't dig what they be tweetin' Sometimes you gotta let it go, grip the trigger and release Gotta let it go, and you better score When they freed Lil Mikey, they released an animal Don't indict me, I don't like it bein' away from my lil' one I'm the opposite of psychic, is you real? I never know I could cop a K every day if I want Stop tryna rip my way, hit my lane, run 'em over I found my own wave, ain't ask for you to put me on I know I came a long way, but if I didn't, would you be gone? Bae, would you be gone? Did it on my own Ain't did this on my own, I did it with my folks I did it with my team, did it with my bros Ayy, what the fuck you mean? Everybody on Ran it up with me, family with my bros When I look up the team, everybody broke Everybody starvin', bein' broke hard Keep that hoe there hoein', lil' bitch everybody broad Can't you see? He been in his bag, don't care what you think I tried to put my feet in and fell in too deep I be fightin' demons, they won't let me go to sleep You my nigga, you my nigga, can't never we compete I ain't never wanna leave I know it's levels to the street, you play the ladder, rest in peace I got shovels for the smoke, I don't dig what they be tweetin' Sometimes you gotta let it go, grip the trigger and release
Writer(s): Javarri Walker, Kadrian Lewis, Ellis Macrae Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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