Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song When I Can , by - Warm Brew. Song from the album New Content, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 04.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Red Bull
Song language: English
When I Can |
| Y’all go on ahead, I’mma holla when I can |
| Y’all go on ahead, I’mma holla when I can |
| Y’all go on ahead, I’mma holla when I can |
| Balance bitches and bread, watch out for whoadies my brodies and fam |
| Bitch I be blowing on propane |
| I do my own thang with nobody else influence |
| Back and forth between the dope game |
| I can’t be broke man |
| Unpeel a wood and then I get to it |
| Laying funky ass verse after funky ass hook |
| Rapping like I ain’t signed you can get your spot took |
| I’mma bet the whole purse that I come out on top |
| Man I grab the winning pot and the spot’s shook |
| See you later nigga |
| You know the struggle ain’t forever but it’s infinite |
| Take it from a lil' nigga gotta grind through it |
| Fact |
| It ain’t always sunny fuck Dennis |
| I been flying off the handle every 45 minutes |
| So I’ll see y’all in a couple hours |
| Fried egg sandwich nigga probably take a shower |
| Cause I ain’t never had no FOMO |
| I been busy fuckin bitches |
| Handle business on the low low |
| I like to hit it in some rose gold |
| With the GoPro |
| Yeah the slow mo |
| Swoop a hoe from her man |
| Lookin' round with a big ass frown |
| Like where my hoe go |
| She on ghost mode, getting loco |
| Stashing weapons when we riding passed the popo |
| Giving up her doggy to the lobo |
| But girl lying here with you I’m making no dough |
| Nah I ain’t never been the follower type |
| Think on my own to ball you gotta be bright |
| That nigga gotta be tight |
| What she thinking when I run on stage |
| Leave the show tell her man I’m who he gotta be like |
| Bossing, Raymundo with the height and width |
| Flossing, can’t tell me shit about my grip |
| Coughing, only kush nigga take you a whiff |
| Profit, you either playing man or I gotta dip |
| I’m off |
| Y’all go on ahead, I’mma holla when I can |
| Y’all go on ahead, I’mma holla when I can |
| Y’all go on ahead, I’mma holla when I can |
| Balance bitches and bread, watch out for woadies my brodies and fam |
| Y’all go on ahead, I’mma holla when I can |
| Y’all go on ahead, I’mma holla when I can |
| Y’all go on ahead, I’mma holla when I can |
| Stick to the script, most of these suckers just don’t understand |
| Wasn’t worried ‘bout rat race |
| I did it differently since I was 4 or 5 on a different beat |
| If y’all don’t know |
| I don’t believe you if you hating on niggas I promise I won’t tease you |
| And that’s your bad |
| ‘Cause nobody perfect |
| I’ve been dancing with the devil in a sweet romance |
| Got me twisting purple got me smashing brews |
| After I pay my bills I might slide on through |
| I’mma cash my check and get it all in 2's |
| Jimmy Johnson winning, whipping no license |
| Listen to my niggas any others fall silent |
| Rolling with the crew that fuck around and change climates |
| Ever try reach me decline |
| It’s a climb gotta work |
| It’s a crime if you ever come against me |
| 99 problems to be greater than Gretzky |
| Macking three dimes |
| You silly suckas macking ten 3's |
| I know the stakes nigga so fuck a snake nigga |
| This ain’t New York no fire escapes nigga |
| You know a real one would tell a real one if a real one was in the wrong |
| I’d find it really funny if a cop sang to this |
| I’d find it real funny if a bop sang to this |
| Hoes won’t hum it |
| Pigs won’t whistle and we grinding to the bone but won’t eat the rib gristle |
| No no no |
| ‘Cause player got work to do |
| Honestly my nigga you do too |
| Go make them figures that’ll keep you cool |
| Cop a whip or two, new crib with a pool |
| Make your product irresistible |
| Hustle that until your wrist is full |
| My palms is itching boy I wish you knew |
| Go on grind like me, I bet you get rich, fool |
| Y’all go on ahead, I’mma holla when I can |
| Y’all go on ahead, I’mma holla when I can |
| Y’all go on ahead, I’mma holla when I can |
| Balance bitches and bread, watch out for woadies my brodies and fam |
| Y’all go on ahead, I’mma holla when I can |
| Y’all go on ahead, I’mma holla when I can |
| Y’all go on ahead, I’mma holla when I can |
| Stick to the script, most of these suckers just don’t understand |