Can't Figure It Out

Can't Figure It Out - The Game ft. Black Wall Street

Lord forgive me for killin outta control

Got the spirit of big will pourin outta my soul

Gangbangin or put a tag on your toes

If you down for a drive by nigga we gottta role

I know they hate me 'cause im out chasin dough

But id rather be doin that

Then dying behind these hoes

Tell hunned I need sumtin to hold

Bust a couple of shots in memory of my nigga foe

You at home nigga

I swear to god ima empty out this chrome shit and never left you alone I

Solemnly swear even though you in heaven with mars berg theres still apart of you here and I

Solemnly swear my nigga was the best at cookin yay

Since we was yay high

Im in love with that life

Dont hate me 'cause that bastard that I am

Is just the thug in me rite

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Lord I can't figure it out

Why you took my nigga from me

We out here huggin the block

All night tryna get this money

I just can't figure it out

Why you took my nigga from me

We out here huggin the block

All night tryna get this money

You already know who it is

And how I play the game

Wat you think im suppose to change

'cause I fuk wit game

Im addicted to these streets

And this beat is automatic

Dont speak if you dont wats static(?)

Say we hit you nigga

Gotta team of young niggas

That come and get you nigga

Grippin 2 2 3's until they flip you nigga

21 gunshots and new real thugs n killas

Hey you know I clear the block for my nigga my nigga

But ima make it happen for ya

By any means neccessary

Clear of galride til we berry(???) yea

Rest in peace bim day(?)

I serve the whole world to bring ya back

U know what were my love is at

Young playa real homie

You got to feel homie

And rite now my nigga to hot to chill homie

You know that deal homie

Jus keepin it real homie

And ima ride 44

Until a nigga kill homie

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Lord I can't figure it out

Why you took my nigga from me

We out here huggin the block

All night tryna get this money

I just can't figure it out

Why you took my nigga from me

We out here huggin the block

All night tryna get this money

As hard as it is for me

Homie I got to spit my hearts hurtin

Sumbody help me

My niggas not here no more

Billboard real ass nigga the worlds gonna miss you nigga

You supposed to be here rite now

Holdin a movie down

But now I gotta mourn you now

Thug, im really not stable

Last we was watchin cable

And I feel bout talkin bout rippin piece up(???)

Wen you left I felt wierd as fuk

Next mornin my nigga game look sick as fuk

I new rite there

Then he said foe is dead

Why you couldn't take me insteadd

Damn

(Chorus)

Lord I can't figure it out

Why you took my nigga from me