Hotboii - Can’t You See lyrics
Hotboii [Javarri Latre Walker] Orlando, Florida. U.S.
[Hotboii - Can’t You See lyrics]
Hot cut the fan on
(Kado, you way too dope, kid)
Hot cut the fan on
(Okaymizzy, this the one right here)
Bitch, I'm the man, holmes ooh
Ooh i'm talkin' 'bout ooh
Ridin' with a woo, I'm talkin' 'bout ooh
Can't you see?
He been in his bag, don't care what you think
I tried to put my feet in
And fell in too deep i be fightin' demons
They won't let me go to sleep
You my nigga, you my nigga
Can't never we compete
I ain't never wanna leave
I know it's levels to the
Street, you play the ladder, rest in peace
I got shovels for the smoke
I don't dig what they be tweetin'
Sometimes you gotta let it go
Grip the trigger and release
Hit and then repeat (Hit it up)
Spin 'til they retreat (Spin somethin')
Hundreds, fifties, twenties
No friends, just M's for me
And I'm really startin' to think God
Ain't make no bitch for me
I be tearin' up the lane now
Got a brand new Infiniti
On Kev, you no fuckin' dime, ho
Is you gon' ride?
In his life, he dealt with so much lies
Why he broke inside
He be thinkin' that his right is
Wrong and his wrong is right
I be poppin' all these fuckin' pills
But can't swallow my pride
Gon' explode just from all this
Shit that he hold inside
Rolling stone, he up 'til the morning
Can't even close his eyes
I lost my nigga, wish it was a game
He could be revived
All he wanted to live it up with me
But now he ain't alive
Hit my knees, I be tryna pray
Tryna talk to God
But I don't even be knowin' what to say
I just wonder why
I wonder why real ones gotta die
Fake always survive
Hotboii, live up to my name
Watch me open fire
Can't you see?
He been in his bag, don't care what you think
I tried to put my feet in
And fell in too deep i be fightin' demons
They won't let me go to sleep
You my nigga, you my nigga
Can't never we compete
I ain't never wanna leave
I know it's levels to the
Street, you play the ladder, rest in peace
I got shovels for the smoke
I don't dig what they be tweetin'
Sometimes you gotta let it go
Grip the trigger and release
Gotta let it go, and you better score
When they freed Lil Mikey
They released an animal don't indict me
I don't like it bein' away from my lil' one
I'm the opposite of psychic
Is you real? I never know
I could cop a K every day if I want
Stop tryna rip my way, hit my lane
Run 'em over i found my own wave
Ain't ask for you to put me on
I know I came a long way, but if I didn't
Would you be gone?
Bae, would you be gone? Did it on my own
Ain't did this on my own
I did it with my folks
I did it with my team, did it with my bros
Ayy, what the fuck you mean? Everybody on
Ran it up with me, family with my bros
When I look up the team, everybody broke
Everybody starvin', bein' broke hard
Keep that ho there hoein'
Lil' bitch everybody broad
Can't you see?
He been in his bag, don't care what you think
I tried to put my feet in
And fell in too deep i be fightin' demons
They won't let me go to sleep
You my nigga, you my nigga
Can't never we compete
I ain't never wanna leave
I know it's levels to the
Street, you play the ladder, rest in peace
I got shovels for the smoke
I don't dig what they be tweetin'
Sometimes you gotta let it go
Grip the trigger and release
(Kado, you way too dope, kid)
Hot cut the fan on
(Okaymizzy, this the one right here)
Bitch, I'm the man, holmes ooh
Ooh i'm talkin' 'bout ooh
Ridin' with a woo, I'm talkin' 'bout ooh
Can't you see?
He been in his bag, don't care what you think
I tried to put my feet in
And fell in too deep i be fightin' demons
They won't let me go to sleep
You my nigga, you my nigga
Can't never we compete
I ain't never wanna leave
I know it's levels to the
Street, you play the ladder, rest in peace
I got shovels for the smoke
I don't dig what they be tweetin'
Sometimes you gotta let it go
Grip the trigger and release
Hit and then repeat (Hit it up)
Spin 'til they retreat (Spin somethin')
Hundreds, fifties, twenties
No friends, just M's for me
And I'm really startin' to think God
Ain't make no bitch for me
I be tearin' up the lane now
Got a brand new Infiniti
On Kev, you no fuckin' dime, ho
Is you gon' ride?
In his life, he dealt with so much lies
Why he broke inside
He be thinkin' that his right is
Wrong and his wrong is right
I be poppin' all these fuckin' pills
But can't swallow my pride
Gon' explode just from all this
Shit that he hold inside
Rolling stone, he up 'til the morning
Can't even close his eyes
I lost my nigga, wish it was a game
He could be revived
All he wanted to live it up with me
But now he ain't alive
Hit my knees, I be tryna pray
Tryna talk to God
But I don't even be knowin' what to say
I just wonder why
I wonder why real ones gotta die
Fake always survive
Hotboii, live up to my name
Watch me open fire
Can't you see?
He been in his bag, don't care what you think
I tried to put my feet in
And fell in too deep i be fightin' demons
They won't let me go to sleep
You my nigga, you my nigga
Can't never we compete
I ain't never wanna leave
I know it's levels to the
Street, you play the ladder, rest in peace
I got shovels for the smoke
I don't dig what they be tweetin'
Sometimes you gotta let it go
Grip the trigger and release
Gotta let it go, and you better score
When they freed Lil Mikey
They released an animal don't indict me
I don't like it bein' away from my lil' one
I'm the opposite of psychic
Is you real? I never know
I could cop a K every day if I want
Stop tryna rip my way, hit my lane
Run 'em over i found my own wave
Ain't ask for you to put me on
I know I came a long way, but if I didn't
Would you be gone?
Bae, would you be gone? Did it on my own
Ain't did this on my own
I did it with my folks
I did it with my team, did it with my bros
Ayy, what the fuck you mean? Everybody on
Ran it up with me, family with my bros
When I look up the team, everybody broke
Everybody starvin', bein' broke hard
Keep that ho there hoein'
Lil' bitch everybody broad
Can't you see?
He been in his bag, don't care what you think
I tried to put my feet in
And fell in too deep i be fightin' demons
They won't let me go to sleep
You my nigga, you my nigga
Can't never we compete
I ain't never wanna leave
I know it's levels to the
Street, you play the ladder, rest in peace
I got shovels for the smoke
I don't dig what they be tweetin'
Sometimes you gotta let it go
Grip the trigger and release