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nothing i can do* - yungwalkie & livin' lyrics

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[livin’]
when im around you (no)
i can’t get close
but when i get you
you do the most
i am the one in the shadow
we all dont be with the shadow
stop dancing with the shadow
she said
when somebody is chasing you
nothing i can do
if i get good at it
you will be bored and just tie my shoe
cause its (hey, hey)
nothing i can do
on the block they know im hot
i slice the ghetto ice the ghetto
you know im ghetto
like ghetto ghetto?
like ghetto ghetto?
i been on this singing stuff for to long
just to hear my veins and hear the pain
im not crying im not dying
she said (she said)
do i want to die or not (die or not)
im just on that so i said no
she said (she said)
do i want to die or not
she said yes so she said
im crazy, im lazy
nothing i can do baby (oh, oh, oh)
now i been leaking
i been thinking
the old days
are bringing memories
memories, memories
tears drop down your eyes
from downtown while we cry
we cry, we cry (oooh)
and thats what she said
we cry, we cry
we cry, we cry (yeah, baby)
when somebody is chasing you
nothing i can do (aye)
if i get good at it
you will be bored and just tie my shoe
cause its (hey, hey)
nothing i can do
[yungwalkie]
h for the h*llo
w for the water mello
sweet like jello
eat more jello
im getting more pain felt in these hours (hah)
the pain on the block
the other one with my sock
getting thoughts fit
its almost like getting bit
i am a painer to the game
a trainer that became
a new kid thats on the block
got lots of rocks
i dig for the gold
better than new or the old
i be sweating tho
i be heating (woah, woah)
2 seater be beating (yea)
i got racks (yes)
pop a milly on the stack (yes)
i got many racks on my chest
you guys just wanna say
you from wild west
but i wanna know why you didn’t show up
at the fest, fest
cause you ain’t doing your best
many people i can’t think bout these days
one day its not next day its cray
next that your shoes get tied in a knot
and then you get pushed into a bucket of hay
now that story goes on and on like this
everybody speaking cap no diss
im just speaking bout this
why you say your cool
even if you told me once
that would be back in school
i didn’t have to do it
i didn’t have to do it
when i come in the house i tuck it
next day i stuck it
more drama come in (they want it to)
yeah, yeah
sorry but im doing this again
2022 we ain’t doing this again
sorry forget my freinds
cause this is the end
my book just ended
my homies didn’t defend yet
we gonna be dead meat
after we get cooked
now we dying right on the stove
next bro got died in his move
next bro ain’t feeling his groove
we sorry but im just feeling kinda smoove
aye, 8040 sorry but im k!lling this beat
ate with a saber but ate on his feet
25 we cooking up 25 sp*ces like this
cookies & lots of sprite
cookies & lots of sprite
yeah that got my body feeling alright
who hopped on my remix
thats not worried
they say die but im not gonna do that
if you pull up 25 thats not stupid
i smack a boy if he pull up
stop laughing i ain’t joking
25 on this bro he act like he wrote it
this a big song all my songs dont miss
25 this bro’s song dont even hit
they all miss
25 im over lets sit
25 dollars now he being a crybaby
and trough a fit
25 n0body gets bit
okay, when i come into the house
everybody got beat like a mouse
but im not talking who come in
now im just talking bout who run it
you guys make fun and
make less money and
its not funny and
im a goofball dummy and
i get more money (hmm)
make a homerun for his money (skrt, skrt)
thats how he get payed (skrt, skrt, woo, woo)
i make a better verse then him
when somebody is chasing you
nothing i can do (aye)
if i get good at it
you will be bored and just tie my shoe
cause its (hey, hey)
nothing i can do (aye, huh)
aye, huh, aye huh, aye huh
aye, huh, aye huh, aye huh
aye, huh, aye huh, aye huh
aye, huh, aye huh, aye huh
aye, huh, aye huh, aye huh
aye, huh, aye huh, aye huh
[outro: yungwalkie]
[?] two of them guys

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