Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Just Won't Do, artist - Gunplay.
Date of issue: 30.07.2015
Song language: English
Just Won't Do |
I could never be the same like you |
It just won’t do, it just won’t do |
I asked the pastor, what’s the fastest way to Heaven |
He said Porsche 911, with the Turbo |
Took a shot of Cuervo, snatched the keys and got my swerve on |
Screaming out «I won’t be back!», that I put my balls and word on |
I hope my demons won’t relapse |
I’m grippin grain and switching lanes evading fame and maiden name |
How in the fuck I survive? |
I don’t even know myself I ask myself everyday I’m |
alive |
Don’t nobody know me until somebody owe me mine |
Watch somebody gon be lyin |
Jump the border line and then I turned my water wine |
Cuz all that shit there watered down |
Now come get some porterhouse |
I don’t beg, borrow ever |
Today, tomorrow never |
My nigga I got my own pair |
My nigga I’m on my own hill |
Hustling, making moves under city lights, they know my name (know my name, |
they know my name) |
I make this shit look easy but believe me it’s been so much pain (so much pain) |
I’m losing all my partners cuz the police tryna lock us |
It’s just me, my dope, and choppa |
Ain’t too many roads to choose |
I refuse to lose, I can never be the same like you |
It just won’t do |
It just won’t do |
I pour my heart all in my arts, skeletons all in my dark |
Just a felon hella drunk and stumbled in a synagogue |
Cognac and ten cigars, dirty guns and messy wards |
Ain’t no private jets and tours, just some partners, hoes, and Coors |
Hit the interstate for dinner plates cuz this here ain’t gon' do |
Child support is late, and this cut cocaine just ain’t gon' move |
And this nigga owe me money so we traded that in jewels |
Caught a case and made the news, now I’m forced to make the rules |
Hustling, making moves under city lights, they know my name (know my name, |
they know my name) |
I make this shit look easy but believe me it’s been so much pain (so much pain) |
I’m losing all my partners cuz the police tryna lock us |
It’s just me, my dope, and choppa |
Ain’t too many roads to choose |
I refuse to lose, I can never be the same like you |
It just won’t do |
It just won’t do |
It’s just me, my dope, and choppa |
Counting money on the carpet |
I’ma sell it 'til I sold it |
I’ma wet, whip it, lock it |
(I can never be the same like you) |
(It just won’t do) |
(It just won’t do) |
Hustling, making moves under city lights, they know my name (know my name, |
they know my name) |
I make this shit look easy but believe me it’s been so much pain (so much pain) |
I’m losing all my partners cuz the police tryna lock us |
It’s just me, my dope, and choppa |
Ain’t too many roads to choose |
I refuse to lose, I can never be the same like you |
It just won’t do |
It just won’t do |