I Can't Quit

Hell no I can't quit

Hell no man we got to much money to get shawti stay down grand hustle

Look

I'm this far from being a star and just that close to quittin

I never should of came close to missing

But I want to be a musician pimpin not a politician listen

Feel my position this a rough transition

Plus I'm way to deep in the game to be trying to change

From fortune and fame and glamour I could be in the slammer

Or six feet under Atlanta it's a blessing to breath

I walk the streets with seven felonies I'm blessed to be free

Long as somebody up in heaven

Who keep blessing the G T I P is still be blessing CD's

So haters you can see these

Cause I'm back now with something to prove everything to gain pimpin nothing to lose

I oughta start smackin n***as when there's nothing to do

They to big shoot em in the leg and even the odds

Cause you ain't hard

Less you round with captain C ROD Trap with KT and brawl with JR

F**k h*es with DP broke bread with JG

Switch labels like KP poofa did all that to me even

Though I'd rather go back to slangin d**gs an s**t

This a gang of n***as and b***hes really love this s**t

I Can't Quit

Even though Police's hate on legit

And rappers hate it cause they know I'm the s**t

Hell naw I can't quit

Some n***as hatin on the money I'm getting

Most of them hatin cause I'm f**kin they b***h

Naw pimpin I can't quit

Some n***as hatin on the rocks and the rings

Some of them hate cause they don't think I'm the king

Hell naw I can't quit

People hate it when you better then them

They ain't hate start worrying then

Hey I'm winning I can't quit

Ten years an album and two deals fo' real we all know

I should of sold two million at least

It's all good though I flow for the streets

I do it for yall every weekend see who in the mall

Still in the traps signing your shirts given you doubt

Kikin it with ya' then get yo' and your folk into the club

Holes of the pictures where girls gave kisses and hugs

Hold and I look at the show passing n***as the drove

One of the realist rappers n***as will know

But n***as be hatin to the point where they be calling the station

But they respect it cause I'm ready and focused

Then I see they panties an vocals I want you to know

This the closest you know this

N***as in the game ain't real got to stay

Sellin records cause the fame ain't s**t

And f**k the units that they name will sell

They'll break your hearts and see your favorite rappers lame as hell

Some of the people some of time times

Some of you rhyme but might not like one of them lines

I tell you I let you criticize me one of them times

Those of you that think I'm to cocky get in front of the line

Whether you don't like my ego or my arrogant flow

Don't like it when you say I'm tyte

I say I already know

Don't like how I was talkin s**t before my album blowed

Think I need to calm it down become more like the average Joe

So f**k yo' little thoughts and that little house you think I'm in

Get a Benz I value your opinion then think I give a f**k how many times my record spins

Well what you recommend I'm back again