Gucci Mane - I Can’t lyrics

[Gucci Mane - I Can’t lyrics]

Southside if Young Metro don't trust you
I'm gon' shoot you

Let me just say this out the gate:
I'm the nigga everybody love to hate
I'm the hustler every stripper wanna date
But I just wanna cut a
Check 'cause I can't wait
Most of these rappers
Groupies and I can't relate
Stay in line 'fore this
Chopper get you scraped
I got a problem, I'ma say it to your face
And fuck your bottom
I'ma shoot you in your face

They want me to apologize, but I can't
You can talk about homicides, but I can't
You pillow talking to these bitches
But I can't
You niggas snitchin' on your partners
But I can't
You let a nigga disrespect you, but I can't
You might can turn the other cheek
But I can't
You suckers rockin' fake jewelry
But I can't
I know they wait for me to fall, but I can't

Oh that's your girl? That's your world
I'm with her tonight
A rich nigga smilin' at you
It's so pearly white it's the burr
(burr burr burr) rockin' fur tonight
I'm Michael Kors to the floor
Call me sir tonight
Think what you wanna think, but
You can't break a bank, fool
Can't let a nigga go
She know I keep her bank roll
She wanna start a home with me, but I can't
She think that I'm her cup of tea
But I ain't see, I'm the type to think
His shit doesn't stink
The new ice scream "Master P
" without the tank
Fresh out the boat, but she's a freaky
Not a saint
A stowaway, so I'ma make her walk the plank

They want me to apologize, but I can't
You can talk about homicides, but I can't
You pillow talking to these bitches
But I can't
You niggas snitchin' on your partners
But I can't
You let a nigga disrespect you, but I can't
You might can turn the other cheek
But I can't
You suckers rockin' fake jewelry
But I can't
I know they wait for me to fall, but I can't

I'm on that rich nigga shit
I drop some bread on that bitch
All these stones
Man you'd think we're more than
Fred in this bitch
I done shown this bitch so much
That I got scared of this bitch
She done seen so many mils I
Might go fed if she snitch
I need a mistress
The type to give me head 'til she sick
I told her, "please stop sucking on me" I
Was begging the bitch
I was worth like half a million
When I came in this shit
I'm a eight figure nigga now
I'm trained for this shit
Back to all these rocks on me
I look like Hov and Dame in this bitch
My life's a documentary
I feel like Game in this shit
So many of my partners turned state
I'm so ashamed of my clique
But I can't never be a snitch
I'm too well trained for this shit

They want me to apologize, but I can't
You can talk about homicides, but I can't
You pillow talking to these bitches
But I can't
You niggas snitchin' on your partners
But I can't
You let a nigga disrespect you, but I can't
You might can turn the other cheek
But I can't
You suckers rockin' fake jewelry
But I can't
I know they wait for me to fall, but I can't

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