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letra de can't quit - go yayo

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[chorus]
got to get the money, young n-gg- can’t quit
masked up shawty, young n-gg- let it hit
i can’t trust lil shawty even though she on my d-ck
i can’t show no b-tch no love ’cause i’m tryna be rich
i just told my jeweler flood me, vvs my wrist
made so much money, f-ck it vvs my b-tch
we got racks for days, we got masks for days
we don’t f-ck with rappers, hit my city, b-tch we sn-tchin’ chains

[verse 1]
n-gg-s wanna k!ll me in my city, i can’t move wrong
goofy -ss with me, i can’t let no n-gg- get me
i can’t let no n-gg- hit me, i shoot first
got no time to watch my back, that’s that sh-t that gets you whacked
ayy my life in the spotlight, you see it gleaming on me
but when i sleep i swear it feel like i got demons on me
pray every day but that don’t help
sippin’ lean like f-ck my health
i know i’m on my way to h-ll
all i wanted was the wealth
i pray the lord that he save me
but if he don’t i ain’t hating
bury me with my glock so i have it too cool for satan
my life already h-ll, i’m just tryna get out
rich before 21, b-tch i need it now, gang

[chorus]
got to get the money, young n-gg- can’t quit
masked up shawty, young n-gg- let it hit
i can’t trust lil shawty even though she on my d-ck
i can’t show no b-tch no love ’cause i’m tryna be rich
i just told my jeweler flood me, vvs my wrist
made so much money, f-ck it vvs my b-tch
we got racks for days, we got masks for days
we don’t f-ck with rappers, hit my city, b-tch we sn-tchin’ chains

[verse 2]
rapper hit my city then we robbin’
run off with your chain and sell it back to avianne
elliante diamonds, ooh i see you shining
take what’s on your neck and everything that’s in your pockets
n-gg- don’t deserve that sh-t, he ain’t earned that sh-t
you wasn’t sitting off in no spots, serving with that stick
you ain’t ride on them n-gg-s ran off with your sh-t
i’m a real trap n-gg-, came from busting bricks
look me in my face and tell me what you see
say why they hate, why why they hate on me
i told my mama way back then i was gon’ be on mtv
and i swear i ain’t lyin’, b-tch it’s get rich or die tryin’, gang

[chorus]
got to get the money, young n-gg- can’t quit
masked up shawty, young n-gg- let it hit
i can’t trust lil shawty even though she on my d-ck
i can’t show no b-tch no love ’cause i’m tryna be rich
i just told my jeweler flood me, vvs my wrist
made so much money, f-ck it vvs my b-tch
we got racks for days, we got masks for days
we don’t f-ck with rappers, hit my city, b-tch we sn-tchin’ chains

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