I Can't

[Intro] Huh Southside If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you [Verse 1] 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 [Hook] 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 [Verse 2] 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 Mr. 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 [Hook] 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 [Verse 3] 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 [Hook] 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