Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Can't Complain, artist - Dave East. Date of issue: 01.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Can't Complain |
| I don’t complain about the pain |
| I’m just sippin' champagne with another nigga main bitch |
| I don’t complain about the pain |
| I’m just sippin' champagne with another nigga main bitch |
| They prayin' I don’t make it |
| They treatin' me like I’m famous |
| I don’t complain about the pain |
| I’m just sippin' champagne with another nigga main bitch |
| We took it to the table and we broke it down |
| If they ain’t want it before, I bet they want it now |
| Trip to Vegas, bettin' it all, that’s a poker town |
| Beef and Broc, Polo brown, meet me by the polo grounds |
| Set up shop, let’s get familiar, gotta know the town |
| Know the fiends and gotta know the way the police roll around |
| Porsche box with the mirror tint, they on us now |
| Take him to the river, one headshot, he’ll slowly drown |
| With the fishes, now it’s residence |
| Niggas lose it all just in the pursuit of presidents |
| I don’t smoke trash, hit the bay, not talkin' pelican |
| Pills got these kids robbin' they mother for medicine |
| Four and a baby, I’m tryna stretch it |
| Couple pounds of regular, fuck it just take the exit |
| The Xannys in the Jansport |
| I really used to transport |
| Back and forth to Virginia I probably hit your man off |
| A couple niggas ran off |
| I see they tryna turn me to the old me |
| Thinkin' bout a homi for that bad work they sold me |
| Tryna pitch green since I was 15 in '03 |
| In the field, the way I’m kickin' shit, go get a goalie |
| I don’t complain about the pain |
| I’m just sippin' champagne with another nigga main bitch |
| I don’t complain about the pain |
| I’m just sippin' champagne with another nigga main bitch |
| They prayin' I don’t make it |
| They treatin' me like I’m famous |
| I don’t complain about the pain |
| I’m just sippin' champagne with another nigga main bitch |
| Champagne rains on your main bitch |
| The SLS doors do the crane kick |
| She only contemplates rappers if they famous |
| Finds drug dealers way more entertainin' |
| Guess I’m the best of both worlds |
| Minus the R. Kelly, the shoot outs are all Belly |
| Summertime Loubourtin, the bitches get all jelly |
| What’s trash to Mayweathers is treasures to all Nellys |
| Is ya’ll ready? |
| Ya’ll just sit on the sidelines and blog heavy |
| I really buy shit, customize shit |
| Oxblood the interior then I drives it |
| Burn it out till that new body arrives in |
| EGHCK, you know what I sell |
| Prodigy wreaked havoc since juvenile hell |
| You say you push weight, shit I challenge the scale |
| Kingpin, King Push, I just balance it well, ah |
| I don’t complain about the pain |
| I’m just sippin' champagne with another nigga main bitch |
| I don’t complain about the pain |
| I’m just sippin' champagne with another nigga main bitch |
| They prayin' I don’t make it |
| They treatin' me like I’m famous |
| I don’t complain about the pain |
| I’m just sippin' champagne with another nigga main bitch |