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letra de can't give the game up - skrapz

[verse 1]

(boom)
i put my freedom on the line
ever single morning that i rise
now i’m tryna use these rhymes as a method to survive
all my n-gg-s fly we ain’t like them other guys
i’m listening to nines blowing cally when i drive
and i always say i’m tryna make it
but let’s face it i got everything i need i just ain’t got no patience
and i ain’t taking bookings anymore i got agents
i’m still up on the mains like a n-gg-s not famous
i ain’t the type to make statements
that’s probably why they always keep me in the cells for time anytime i catch cases
i know some broke n-gg-s wishing we could trade places
like i never put in work till my backs aching
like i never built my stack from the ground up
i been through blood sweat and tears and some bad luck
with all of that being said i still came up
started making money from the raps but i can’t give the game up

[chorus}
there telling me i’m blessed with a talent it’s a shame if i throw it all away (its like i can’t give the game up)
i would have been a multi millionaire without all these things getting in my way (it’s like i can’t give the game up)
i turn nothing into suttin and all this ice on me is just a courtesy of hustling
and if you ever knew my struggle you would feel my pain that’s probably why i feel the way i feel about the game

[verse 2]

i can’t give the game up they cancel all my shows
so i double up my reload
and i ain’t buying ounces when i kop i’m buying kilos
i know the five 0 are tryna see me back on free flow
true i’m cooking up the dope with the uzi like the migos
and all i do is make birds fly like the scarecrows
i stay away from all these n-gg-s cos there weirdo’s
there in the slow lane i’m in my own lane
and i don’t ever get p-ssy whipped, i whip cocaine
and i’ve been staying off the gram, weighing up the grams
b-mping into fans
i’ve lost count the amount of pictures that i’ve taken with my burner hidden in pants
couple grands in my jeans couple rubber bands
i’m in the fields all them n-gg-s in the stands
and all there doings going with the flow
i’m just sticking to the plan
i never had a helping hand when i came up
probably why i say i can’t give the game up

[chorus x2]
there telling me i’m blessed with a talent it’s a shame if i threw it all away (its like i can’t give the game up)
i would have been a multi millionaire without all these things getting in my way (it’s like i can’t give the game up)
i turn nothing into suttin and all this ice on me is a courtesy of hustling
and if you ever knew my struggle you would feel my pain that’s probably why i feel the way i feel about the game

you feel me

- skrapz

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