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Carl Alex Oneal
Carl Alex Oneal
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Let go, no I can't let go, no I can't let go, no I can't let go, no I can't let go, no I can't let go So many hard times, no I can't let go, I put my all up in this shit so I can't fumble My dukes said get it off the ground, get it off the struggle I put my all up in this shit, I could not fumble They put their life up in my hands so I can't let it go I put that shit on legit or I'm standing ten toes We get the racks and then we flip it like reciprocals And if you go broke just go get up and go get small Gotta get my mom's a house before I go buy a chain You niggas weren't listening, I was giving out the real game Brought my whole team up, you know I can't leave my game Put that shit on no foot, I'm solid, I'ma never change So many hard times, no I can't let go, I put my all up in this shit so I can't fumble My dukes said get it off the ground, get it off the struggle I put my all up in this shit, I could not fumble I could not fumble, I had to get up and go get it I ain't never had none, I had to shake back and get out my feelings I had to get from all the snakes cause I don't want no dealers And if you ain't getting no money, you a waste of living Go get some money and start worrying about all that fucking fame If you put me to you over money, you a fucking lame I do this shit for my mom and my whole fucking game I'm so ten toes, we so locked in, how can I fucking change So many hard times, no I can't let go, I put my all up in this shit so I can't fumble My dukes said get it off the ground, get it off the struggle I put my all up in this shit, no I can't fumble No I can't fumble, and my niggas on that block, they dig my tumble Don't know why she act like she mine, that shorty dumb bro Ain't making bands, ain't taking risks, these niggas dumb bro Got a shorty come ride with me, up in the red eyes Late at night, now I'm deep in smoke, how I got red eyes All these sins, pressure in the head, then we gon' clear it out Niggas with all that internet, fucking niggas running mild I gave you heartbreaks, I wrote you letters And I wanna stay together, like baby careful And we went through the storm, only one I care for Baby you so precious, you know you my treasure You say you like it when I say it She want me by her promise ring Told you I cheated and you fainting My love for you still not the same And I'm still losing all my brain cells Think bout my cousin everyday, like why I'm still here I'm gon' depend, I'm all alone, I need the help One of these big run up a check, we getting dollar bills And I'ma got it, let's see, I'ma
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