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can’t go out sad - malik da prince lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
ok, yeah
i can’t go out sad
no

[chorus]
i can’t go out sad
i’m in this hoe ten toes with my bronem
i can’t go out bad
throwin’ up fours but don’t know foenem
i’m not from chiraq
y’all n*ggas really ain’t bout no money in the strip club throwin’ out cash

[verse]
crashed the whip but it’s ok
’cause we got 4 out back
big 4di, what you know bout that i’m in the coupe with a whole lot of cash
bro got a chop and a whole lot of mags
why that hoe ain’t wait for me
if she did would have bought her a whole lotta bags
i won’t ever die out
’cause none of my n*ggas is goin’ for that
how many whips? need 2 x 2
i’m from the swamp but its not bayou
they know it’s me when i slide through
i’m droppin’ hits boy that’s all i do
i drop a b*tch can’t let her play me
put that sh*t on bro, on baby
i just been shuttin’ my phone off lately
you don’t want smoke, n*gga don’t talk crazy
yеah i’m on my sh*t
she fell in love with thе songs i did
she love the way that i talk my sh*t
rich with the team, i need all that sh*t
i made her sing like do*re*mi
how she gon’ text like “don’t hate me”
he want a feature but those ain’t free
say what you want but it won’t change me
i can’t go out sad
this how it feel when you out your feelings and all up in your bag
this how it feel when you been flexin’ and all your old friends mad
this how it feel when you stop stressin’ and hop up in that jag
we tryna jump into riches from rags
can’t go out sad you already knew
remember you said that i wasn’t gon’ make it but l done got farther than you
yeah it’s some n*ggas that call me they brother but that ain’t an option for you
n*ggas is asking for features, if you ain’t the brodie can’t lock in with you
yes lil n*gga, i’m talking to you
b*tch shut the f*ck up i’m talking to bro
said he can’t wait till i’m rockin’ a show
i heard some n*ggas ain’t with me
if you is not rockin’ with me you can rock with the door
i swear to god that these n*ggas all talk
and when you call them out they start talkin’ some more
bro whip a gmc down the e*way hang out the window i’m droppin’ them fours
[chrous]
i can’t go out sad
i’m in this hoe ten toes with my bronem
i can’t go out bad
throwin’ up fours but don’t know foenem
i’m not from chiraq
y’all n*gga really ain’t bout no money in the strip club throwin’ out cash
ok, look

- malik da prince lyrics

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