Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Can't Do That Anymore, artist - ¡MAYDAY!. Album song Minute to Midnight, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.03.2021
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Can't Do That Anymore |
I can’t dance no more tonight |
Been traveling down this road on my own |
It’s like I’m standing for a crime |
Just to taste another life I don’t know |
Walk up to the judge and I don’t know what to say |
Everything I did before has led me to today |
So you can turn me down and just take it all away |
'Cause I know, I know, no, no, no |
I can’t do that anymore, no |
Can’t do that anymore |
Can’t do that anymore, no |
Can’t do that anymore |
No, no, no |
You ain’t gon' catch me around, I’m done for now, I’m out |
Live with rumors 'bout my whereabouts |
I’ll be diving in and out your mind |
When you thinking 'bout the songs I wrote tonight |
I’ma let it all slide off my back |
Get back better things that don’t detach |
I’m on a mission and I mention for more success |
Fuck a low tide, I’m a moon that’s 'bout to set |
Let 'em all know, let 'em all watch the door |
'Cause they 'bout to all watch a quick magic show |
I be over here looking like a ghost |
Just hoping for a close encounter with an antidote |
And 'boutta crash the boat and see who survives |
Fuck a life vest, both my feet' tied |
I used to wonder when it all would fall in line |
But now I just keep it going 'cause I’ve decided |
I can’t do that anymore, no |
Can’t do that anymore |
Can’t do that anymore, no |
Can’t do that anymore |
No, no, no |
I’ve been walking down a windy road to find your soul, I’m out |
Tryna grind and grow my highest of lows don’t count |
I’ve been writing pros to feed a demon in a basement |
Everything around in this town’s outdated |
Bounce I’m out, shaken tryna count placements |
Witness not faded, crown I found baking |
Is anybody going on? |
I put seeds in my dreams I can see that they growing fond |
Like there’s no tomorrow, or there is but it just comes slow and hollow |
I’m not tryna be negative, but as the record spins I can’t tell if it’s the end |
or the Genesis |
So I draw that line in the sand, tryna figure out the raw back nine |
I gotta minute more to get it, then it’s all rap dimes |
Stepping up to be on that prime |
I can’t do that anymore, no |
Can’t do that anymore |
Can’t do that anymore, no |
Can’t do that anymore |
No, no, no |