Lyrics Can't Complain - Clyde Carson, Iamsu!

Can't Complain

Another night of getting money how could I complain
Your girlfriend looking like she can’t be contained
She think I’m friendly, she think I’m handsome
It’s no wonder why you think that I’m the man
I look good, and you a bad one
It’s no wonder why you think that I’m the man
Another night of getting money how could I complain
You ain’t talking 'bout bout money how could I relate
Little weight on my shoulders getting heavy now
But that come with knowing I won’t let you down
I’mma deal with it, then go get some with it
I’mma chill nigga, but I got the kill spear, ticket
Last night but she still feel it
Ace of spades and she wanna take a pill with it
Wake up, drank up, tryna tell me, something
Only problem is she can’t tell me, nothing
Boss up when a nigga saw us, fuck 'em
Now I’m balling and I’m doing what I wanna
Another night of getting money how could I complain
Your girlfriend looking like she can’t be contained
She think I’m friendly, she think I’m handsome
It’s no wonder why you think that I’m the man
I look good, and you a bad one
It’s no wonder why you think that I’m the man
I like, when you do that baby
Come ride, in the new Mercedes
Run to the money to my legs get sore
Roll that skunk 'till my eyes get low
Taking shots to the dome, she hot like a stove
I walk up in the mall, buy everything up out the store
Bag full of stories, life get it go
Every single song I get on that shit go
Everybody put me on, straight dash, cop a milli for the hoes
Cause I still bust moves on the under
And I still pull bitches in a Honda
I’mma mack like my mom, they wonder
Counting hundred dollar bills when my funds up
Another night of getting money how could I complain
Your girlfriend looking like she can’t be contained
She think I’m friendly, she think I’m handsome
It’s no wonder why you think that I’m the man
I look good, and you a bad one
It’s no wonder why you think that I’m the man