Can't Show Love, Pt. 2 Lyrics

[Intro]
(LT Beatz)
Huh
Ayo

[Verse]
To the bitches that got me rentals, man, y'all played y'all part
Don't take much to make an impact, y'all made y'all mark
House smelled like yay from the hallway to the porch
In broad day, I came a long way with a fork
This is me, a nigga that caught cases and fought
Mind bright, could light up a dark place with a thought
I brought weight, travelling cross-state in New York
In front of the Barclays with New York plates on the porch
A brick of fentanyl had my dog facin' a charge
Said, it ain't a menthol when your heart racin' in court
I never played the sideline or asked niggas for help
Or opportunity, or let mine prеsented itself
Y'all doin' bad, not prioritizing businеss and health
Take care of self and you shall receive unlimited wealth
Trust, you cannot be on top when you lookin' all sloppy
f*ck what you got, you better watch what you put in your body
Remember when a nigga couldn't step foot in the lobby
We was homeless children
Now we on the building
I hit the road and brought home a million
Understand, I got fans in Japan at the Golden Pavilion
My money stack from the floor to the ceiling
Yeah, I rap, but I'm a boss that interact with the soldiers and villains
I wear a plain Daytona when chillin'
When the value increaases after you wear it, it's a whole different feeling Could care less 'bout a ho in her feelings
If I get sick, I'm holistic, need no penicillin
They want me smoked for reasons unknown
Keep my pistol with me like the keys to my home
I was fourteen, doing things on my own
Bought my first foreign servin' fiends on my phone
You can't plant a seed and then leave when it grows
You gotta nurture the land to further expand
Can't build somethin' from the ground without dirt in your hand
From being flashy in the town, niggas murdered my man
Got pulled over, hopped out with my burner and ran
My brother stayed in the car with his burner in hand
We both caught gun charges that would further expand
To doing time, but my mind just learned from the can
To be a man, no choice but to stand on your own
Some shit you gotta understand before you stand on the curb
My bitch told me I was broke and them was damagin' words
That's how I went from a corner boy to handlin' birds
Huh, I feel pain and embrace it
Sometime motivation come from the strangest places
When Clip got killed in my whip, I ain't say shit
Three hours wasted inside of interrogation, let's go, huh
Three hours wasted inside of interrogation, let's go, huh
[Outro]
Yeah
Yeah
Trust
Know what I'm sayin'?
That's good money right there, I like that
Yeah
Play that back

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