Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Can't Say, artist - Lil Poppa.
Date of issue: 06.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Can't Say |
They sit on the outside looking in |
Mama say, «Why you gone? |
Boy, come home» |
I’ll be grinding 'til I get a Benz |
She told me look her in the eyes |
But I’ll be lying if I ain’t hit her friend |
I’ll be lying if I said sorry every time I commit a sin |
But I’m sorry, no, I cannot do your party, you ain’t let my killers in |
I’m good, probably chillin' with niggas you’ll never see again |
The dead, I done smoked that boy so much |
'Til it’s starting to fuck with my head |
Had to pour up with my nigga |
When the pain start fucking with his leg |
Ain’t satisfied with his chain, nah, fuck it, I want a dread |
His face ain’t worth a funeral so they gon' cremate him instead |
I got camras around my crib, sleep with the choppa in the bed |
Ain’t no alarm, you see rd |
They wanna know why I’m still in the hood |
Because I’m a shooting star |
Heard he posted up like he good |
Then send bullets through the car door |
Don’t ask me why I get so high, baby |
We ain’t promised tomorrow |
But where we go when we die, baby |
I can’t say that I know |
But I know that you know that we know |
It’s more to the story, shit deeper |
And you do not fuck with them people |
And I do not fuck with them neither |
They say it’s cheaper to keep her, I’ma leave her, I don’t need her |
They ain’t never believe me, they don’t believe in y’all neither |
I’m steady ducking police, they don’t believe we all equal |
Wonder how they’ll feel if we go to killing y’all people |
She don’t like to lay with me at night but it’s okay, we all evil |
She say she never took a life, ain’t here to judge, we all reapers |
Think I need some more ice and some more drink, it’s all leaving |
I got demons in my life, I’m telling God, it’s all creepy |
Told my lil' sister don’t get blinded by no Insta', we all even |
Teacher say, «Why you came to class without no pencil?» |
'Cause I don’t need it |
This ain’t what I need to succeed, I count money, I can read |
I can’t stay away from outeast and they keep begging me to leave |
They wanna know why I’m still in the hood |
Because I’m a shooting star |
Heard he posted up like he good |
Then send bullets through the car door |
Don’t ask me why I get so high, baby |
We ain’t promised tomorrow |
But where we go when we die, baby |
I can’t say that I know |
But I know that you know that we know |
It’s more to the story, shit deeper |
And you do not fuck with them people |
And I do not fuck with them neither |