Can’t Play Around Young Scooter (Ft. Future)
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[Intro: Future]
I know a better day comin', no love if you ain't workin'
We workin' outchea, you hear me?
Nigga goddamn motherfucker
That's hard, follow me
[Chorus: Future]
Thought that I could come back with that raw and I had came back robbing
Thought love would hurt me, but it didn’t hurt me none at all
Man I stayed working through a hard rain and thunderstorm
I'ma stack this paper up again like I'm never done
I got these rose gold jewels, I feel better now
I put the city on my back and I can't let 'em down
Go get that semi-automatic and I lay you down
I know some days I ain't have it, I can't play around
[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
They like Scooter where you been? bitch I been sellin' raw
My nigga VL keep that stick like he playin' lacrosse
I lost a mil and got it back, can't take another loss
All that juggin' and finessin', made myself a boss
I got twenty gold chains, I feel better now
I got three kids, three thousand haters, I can't play around
I know you rap about the bricks but can you wrap a brick?
These niggas really entertainers 'cause they ain't sold shit
Lil Mexico City, we got cocaine
Thunderstorm, it's rainin' bricks, we don't get rain
And I'ma stack this money like I've never done
I karate chop a brick like I'm Daniel-san
I know a better day comin', no love if you ain't workin'
We workin' outchea, you hear me?
Nigga goddamn motherfucker
That's hard, follow me
[Chorus: Future]
Thought that I could come back with that raw and I had came back robbing
Thought love would hurt me, but it didn’t hurt me none at all
Man I stayed working through a hard rain and thunderstorm
I'ma stack this paper up again like I'm never done
I got these rose gold jewels, I feel better now
I put the city on my back and I can't let 'em down
Go get that semi-automatic and I lay you down
I know some days I ain't have it, I can't play around
[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
They like Scooter where you been? bitch I been sellin' raw
My nigga VL keep that stick like he playin' lacrosse
I lost a mil and got it back, can't take another loss
All that juggin' and finessin', made myself a boss
I got twenty gold chains, I feel better now
I got three kids, three thousand haters, I can't play around
I know you rap about the bricks but can you wrap a brick?
These niggas really entertainers 'cause they ain't sold shit
Lil Mexico City, we got cocaine
Thunderstorm, it's rainin' bricks, we don't get rain
And I'ma stack this money like I've never done
I karate chop a brick like I'm Daniel-san
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