What Can I Do

Lyrics

Four in the morning, now where am I at? On the track
 Distributin' crack wth my hand on my gat, fat
 Not cause the spot be hotter than a torch
 The fiends gettin' they pipe dreams on the back porch
 I haven't been asleep, tryna stack chips, underneath my mattress
 I gotta see the judge on the 5th
 Until then I'm the cake cuttin' cookie making
 Baking soda measurer, illegal money treasurer
 Searchin' for an ultimatum, looking for a way out
 Prison ain't the way for me so I'm tryna stay out
 A couple of young niggas I know keep my yay' in steady flow
 Eventhough I'm tryna stop my clientele continue to grow
 So I want to quit and get legit and pay taxes
 Practice new tactics with the cheese beneath my mattress
 What should I do, open a soul food restaurant
 Where all the ballers come after early morning blunts
 What about a place for a tight stereo
 Full of the best shit like autoradio
 But I don't know it's a hard decision to make, mane
 Tryna think of something to do to get out the game
 What can I do?
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 Hell ain't nothing like a laundry for your money
 Cleanin' up all the fifth, turnin' that shit to honey
 Funny how the barber and beauty and beeper shops
 Occupy the spaces and places around the block
 Charges gettin' too damn large for me to take
 Rules gettin' too damn hard for me to break
 Hate to stay out the game for so long
 Tired of doin' shit for myself, it's feeling wrong
 Niggas that I came up with is gettin' 'noid
 Shoppin' with strangers, checkin' their own boys
 Instigations made by certain hoes
 Got a player hatin' on the down low
 So keep my mind in the motherfucking greatest type of condition
 To avoid being missin'
 Wishin' that the money would help me forget about all the chances
 But certain chances led to other circumstances
 Ridin' in the streets, 4 deep after midnight
 Packin' the heat that's how we creep to keep the shit tight
 But know the IRS know my name, I can't buy a damn thang
 So tell me, what can I do to get out the game
 What can I do?
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 Today is a new day, oh what a lovely day
 I'm gonna try a new way to make my brain power pay
 Scope the tight spot to open up a night spot
 Supposed to meet the man about the lease on the lot
 Got half way up out the house, when what do you know
 Somebody wanted me to re open the drug store
 Now would it be different if I would juuglin' on the light side
 I would go meet the man and let that dope shit slide
 But every time a nigga come with a bigger figure
 I gotta dash home and get my fuckin' serve on
 Makin' fast money, hook me like nicotine
 This on the street shit is deeper than a submarine
 One day I want to have a wife and live as nice
 Afraid I'm gonna lose my life before I get it right
 Stuck like glue in this underground life click
 My hard headedness got me in some stupid shit
 I thought it was safe to put the house in my momma name
 'Till I was busted and all fucked up drama came
 I coulda sold my whole soul to the devil
 To be smackin' the FED's across the head
 With a shovel I was hauled away
 A sunny day on my streets
 Shackle the cuff with no shoes on my feet
 They slammin' down face first on the brick
 And looked at my daddy, like boy you betta say not shit
 Now ain't that bitch, a real motherfucking fag
 Wanna be hard and hide behind a rusty ass badge
 Embarassed as fuck, my own kids have to watch
 While daddy was beaten and being drugged by a cop
 And now that the bubble had been busted in my shit
 They looked at my family like we was all unlegit
 The block was shocked, because my folks was so nice
 But the spot was hot, because they son led a street life
 What can I do?
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 What can I do to get out the game
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 What can I do to get out the game
 

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Duration
05:15
Key
7
Tempo
172 BPM

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