King Mez - Can't Let Go lyrics
All my n***as do/ Got a thing for ya girl/ Might rob, steal, blow a n***a brain for ya girl/ Get locked up in the bing for ya girl/ Man n***as go insane for ya girl/ They don't want us pa**ing the test huh?/ Society call us a mess huh/ You surprised he waving a tech?/ I wonder what you expect from n***as that you neglect, huh?/ BMW Tag say Nevada/ Water on a white rag and it's Prada/ Try to wash away the sins try to wash away the sin/ Hyndai couldn't help you get the sin outta, us/ Been through worse, couldn't knock the wind outta, us/ See us, in the dark tinted Impala they nervous/ The way we depicted soon as a n***a born they the hip we the thorn, they took the innocence outta, us/ But I love my n***as, but I love, but I love my n***as/ They be actin like we, they be actin like we drug dealers, every time they see us we drug dealers I don't understand/ Some of us lost but we smart tho/ Weighing heavy on my heart tho/ It's a feeling I don't really think that y'all know/ You report the pain but we mourning like Alonzo/ And I can't let go/ And I can't let go/ And we can't let go, Wonder why we can't let go/ And we can't let go, And I can't can't let go/ Wonder why we can't let go, n***as can't let go/ Never can't, Wonder why we can't let go/ And we can't let go/ Yo/ Ok Ok I'm ready, What's the question Regis?/ Why they feed the kids overseas when the children here need leaders/ Especially when they own neighborhood look so defeated?/ Just so they can tell the divas, and it look much more prestigious/ Don't believe this?/ Lil homie down the block do, He know that help ain't coming and he got his Glock co*ked too/ Leave yo whip unattended I bet you that he got you/ It's convertible, you at the light, he might of shot you/ This is is his perspective/ My soul is always thirsty/ Feel like I'm sposed to be stealing how these coppers always search me/ Talk bout praying, but I'm feeling like he cursed me/ So keep the Lords Mercy, Where's Lamborghini Mercy?/ That n***a want Miller, Reggie, Percy/ Baller, or a Rapper, or a casket, and hearse we/ Can definitely do better I know that and it hurt me/ The lil girls fast, more than Jackie Joyner Kersey/ What to do?/ Grew up around some Brandy wood Chastain n***as/ Wasn't no bad neighborhood we played ball and we drank pitchers/ Kool aid somebody momma made, our jersey's that can't fit us/ While we wait Plot on girls wit bangs, that was the main picture/ Alot of those little boys eventually turned gang members/ Now I hear bout murder cases involving them same n***as/ I see the eyes of childhood friends and I can't picture/ None of them just hoppin' out and then aiming to flame n***as/ Trying not to remember how I last saw em/ I would of expected it how they was looking last autumn/ When I was home to visit, Talkin bout my new endeavors/ Tryna show my n***as the future but then they past caught em/ US You don't ever hear about US/ Don't nobody ever care about US/ When a young brother gets k**ed Murder don't get found, They don't ever know the whereabouts US/ Wonder why they always scared about US/ Don't nobody shed a tear about Us/ Everbody always fear about US/ So I'm trying to make everything clear about US/