Can’t Be Still Big K.R.I.T. (Ft. BJ the Chicago Kid)
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[Hook: Big KRIT & BJ The Chicago Kid]
Lord, Lord, Lord
I've been down for so long I can't be still
Calling out for your name, heaven it can't be here
Lord, Lord, Lord
I've been down for so long I can't be still
Calling out for your name, heaven it can't be here
[Verse 1: Big KRIT]
Mic check, one check, one two, anybody out there listenin'
To my pains and my disposition, I'm on that impossible mission
Tryna make somethin' out of nothin'
Before the government come and crush it
Ain't enough weed and Codeine you can pour me
To keep me buzzin'
Shawty burnin' palo santo to clear the air
Lay some Krizzle out even if my energy ain't really there
I'm thankful that you shared
I'm more concerned with a big house and a nice car
But she don't care
But I'm an alpha male so I grind
The 40 acres and mule, I want mine
Ain't nothin' free in life they woulda told me
As a new born I could barely walk
Tryna chase a dollar on Easter Sunday
Then they popped my collar like be a player
Don't fall victim to bein' broke
Them white folk want you down and poor
So get money, that's all I know
Lord, Lord, Lord
I've been down for so long I can't be still
Calling out for your name, heaven it can't be here
Lord, Lord, Lord
I've been down for so long I can't be still
Calling out for your name, heaven it can't be here
[Verse 1: Big KRIT]
Mic check, one check, one two, anybody out there listenin'
To my pains and my disposition, I'm on that impossible mission
Tryna make somethin' out of nothin'
Before the government come and crush it
Ain't enough weed and Codeine you can pour me
To keep me buzzin'
Shawty burnin' palo santo to clear the air
Lay some Krizzle out even if my energy ain't really there
I'm thankful that you shared
I'm more concerned with a big house and a nice car
But she don't care
But I'm an alpha male so I grind
The 40 acres and mule, I want mine
Ain't nothin' free in life they woulda told me
As a new born I could barely walk
Tryna chase a dollar on Easter Sunday
Then they popped my collar like be a player
Don't fall victim to bein' broke
Them white folk want you down and poor
So get money, that's all I know
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