[Lyric] Just Cant (LW6 X CP6)

[Intro]
You know I just can't be sittin here every night

With these man on socials tryna cause a fight

What am I supposed to do get high as a kite

Sometimes I be sittin and feelin like

I just don't be doing things right

Down in the dark trying to see the light

In the fire you know how it Ghetts ignite

I know I can't sit down I gotta write


[Chorus]
Can't be dealin with these bitches
Can't be dealin with these snitches

Can't be dealin with these pricks

Can't be dealin with this shit then switch

I'm shippin the bitch and taking the bro

Im going then ditch then regrowing the dough

I can take in the bitch but never the hoe

Oh no, oh no oh no oh no


[Verse 1]
You know fuck that shit I said

Man chat shit cos I'm the one making that bread

Well what could I say instead

Without getting these man mislead

Got 5k streams on tech
And its all cos of the shit I said

O shit I think i misread

Let me check the specs

Thats 6 k right now

Tell all of the talkers ciao

Fly for a shoot to bilbao

You know the bars in my head

Are still flowing around

How are you still tryna chat to man

Though none of you have a

Shank in the hand hugh jackman

None of you finna pull up and smackman

All of you just cap fam
So what can I say for the trapman

Cos its all just capman, dressed in black like batman

Destroying these hiding ghosts like pacman

Do it like deno no violence leave with the gang gang

You know Pyro made the beat

But you can see the fire In the work like perry

And ye see the platinum in the fire

Its what I desire cos I'm the supplier

(yo)


[Chorus]
Can't be dealin with these bitches

Can't be dealin with these snitches

Can't be dealin with these pricks

Can't be dealin with this shit then switch

I'm shippin the bitch and taking the bro

Im going then ditch then regrowing the dough

I can take in the bitch but never the hoe

Oh no, oh no oh no oh no


[Verse 2]
I'm making that cash

Im counting these bands

I'm Stacking these racks

I pay in advance

Gimmy a glance

I'm popping these tags

I'm chasing the bag

Never look back

Never look back cuz I never lost

Never got blood that I never fought

Never had thoughts that my brain rot

And I never thought Id get my back shot

Slippin around got the big guap

Won't stop till the tip top

All of these bars got the game mopped

Bringing it back look the flow swapped

Doing it now

Got the fam proud

Look in my eyes

Got the fans now

Rolling out hard like im going loud

Doing big bits they don't know how

Top of my game like I be shroud

Seeing all the work like oh wow

Box to the bag like pow pow

I be the king like bow down

(Haha)

I be the king like bow down

I be the king like bow down


[Verse 3]
Fuck that

You thought I was finished

I be doing this shit

Til I be counting six digits

Fuck that

Im going for seven

You already see

The fucking progression

You already know

We ain't know midgets

I said we going higher

No bloody limits

It's the effort we put in

Like its religious

Ye its been a while

100 minutes

Ye we go again

Sit down get up

Couldn't give a fuck

For the man who act tough

Now bulding towers

O ye we trump

Aim down the optic

No fucking scump

Couldn't give a fuck

For the man who chat

Cos the man who chat

Ain't got no straps

And the man who chat

Say this and that

But In the end

I just fucking, can't