Breeton Boi, Pe$o Pete, Jamar Rose - Can’t Relate lyrics

[Breeton Boi, Pe$o Pete, Jamar Rose - Can’t Relate lyrics]

How they find time to hate, can't relate
Talking shit, better say it to my face
Smoking so much damn drugs, I'm in space
I won't show 'em no love, man, no way

If you think I'm bout to show them love
I'ma run up and hit him till he had enough
You know
Any bag that I get I'm finna double up
Stop acting sweet, they calling you buttercup
You just a speck inside of my galaxy
How you gon step to me
You spitting fallacies
Watch how I rap, I do this actually
Your bars on the moon, they hold zero gravity
Green up on my body like a celtic
Piece on my side, I don't burn
I just melting
Rock Lee, I jump up and end it with two kicks
Too fast, know you can't do
Shit, who this J Rose, he ruthless
Got ice on the wrist and heat
Up on the other one call up your team
You'll die if this an one on one
Blow up your village
Leave that's a hit and run
No, that's not a water gun
I'll hit you with the Tommy Gun
I'm on a mission to
Take over major positions
And flipping them right on their head
That's a submission, I'm stacking way more
Than a student's tuition, yeah
That's what I said
Please do not try me, yeah, that's
What I dread, another life ended
I filled them with lead
I'm the dough boy, know I be getting my
Bread, if I find out you hate
Then your career is dead

How they find time to hate, can't relate
Talking shit, better say it to my face
Smoking so much damn drugs, I'm in space
I won't show 'em no love, man, no way

How they find time to hate? I can't relate
Uh
Talking tuff, you better say it to my face
Uh we be going to the top, we in space, uh
I won't show 'em no love, no way, uh
I'm the type of kid that
You ain't ever seen
DBZ, the way I pull up with the beam
And my wrist on solar flare
You see the gleam, uh
Fire Force, you know my team be packing heat
Uh now these kids wanna rage, huh
Giyu pull up with the blade
Tell 'em stay calm
I'm the bomb, finna napalm
Catch all these rounds
Naruto with the Sage art
Treat this rap as a day job
He ain't gon put in the work
He get laid off so many opps I can take on
Cook 'em in comps like the
Great British Bake Off
I'm Kaioken with the pen
When I go set it off
There ain't been a competitor
Who got better sauce
Better call up the editor
For you Mangaka cause
If I keep on going the cannon
Gon leave you deaded off
I'm the king, if you stepping to me
Then that's treason
Some of you better step down
Ain't the season
Keep me a Draco, it's raging like Lee Sin
I don't mind pulling it, give me a reason

How they find time to hate, can't relate
Talking shit, better say it to my face
Smoking so much damn drugs, I'm in space
I won't show 'em no love, man, no way

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