Gunna - Don't Give Up lyrics

[Chorus] I call the shots, I'm a coach I came to k** like a Zoe I'm only feeding my folks Climb to the top like a rope Chokers all 'round my neck, I'ma choke We cleaning this money with soap With this bread, I stack and reload Talk to god, ain't losing no hope Don't give up Don't give up I hope you don't give up Don't give up, no [Verse 1] They call me Gunna the GOAT Keep me a gun and I tote n***as be doin' the most Can't go out sad with you hoes I gotta stick to the code I water my money then grow it She big and it's 'bout to explode Tesla got suicide doors Yes I'm richer than my goals It's a check every one of my shows Had the handmaid tailor my clothes It's a pay day n***a, you owe Lot of diamonds on me, I'm cold I got fashion on me like Vogue Whole lot of drip, better leave me alone My b**h got pink toes I don't wanna leave it alone I wanna f** when I want Got the piece flooded with stones Baby not runnin' me home My brother dead and gone We was just livin' wrong Sip out the pain in the morning [Chorus] I call the shots, I'm a coach I came to k** like a Zoe I'm only feeding my folks Climb to the top like a rope Chokers all 'round my neck, I'ma choke We cleaning this money with soap

With this bread, I stack and reload Talk to god, ain't losing no hope Don't give up Don't give up I hope you don't give up Don't give up, no [Verse 2] I used to shop at the Ross How I still win from a loss Got hired, done turned to a boss Ride in that Maybach like Ross I got this water like Voss I wanna f** in her mouth They callin', you know I'm en route I heard that you had a drought I made it ship, make it bounce Every day I spill more than an ounce Money machine, let it count Clothes that can dress up a house We loyal, you in our you out? I ran up my bag like a sprout Trust me I know what it's 'bout Fed screams and I'm out Get the racks and you bustin' it down The cash route Run it up, showin' no slouch Gla** house sh**tin' on whoever look down You n***a need you a vouch Every day I'ma dress to the ground [Chorus] I call the shots, I'm a coach I came to k** like a Zoe I'm only feeding my folks Climb to the top like a rope Chokers all 'round my neck, I'ma choke We cleaning this money with soap With this bread, I stack and reload Talk to god, ain't losing no hope Don't give up Don't give up I hope you don't give up Don't give up, no