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Shawnna - Can't Break Me lyrics
Hey There Hey How Are You Muah Everything Cool I Dont Know, Im Trying To See If You Gon Like It Im Gon Love It Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey... Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo [Verse 1:] My Daddy Told Me This Industry Aint What You Think It Is And Everyday You Will Be Gone You Will Think Of Your Kids No Matter What They Throw At You, Get Your Biscuit And Grits, Get Your Kibbles And Bits Aint No Riddles I Spit See The Devil Is A Shady One He Lay Up In Yo Crib And Just When You Find Happiness He Run Away With It Then You Back To The Drawing Board And Dont Know What To Do And Feelin Like You All Alone And Dont Know Who Is Who. But Its Just Like You, Its Just Like Me, Its Simply It's 1 And 2 Its Just Like 3 Dont Try To Cuff It, Let It Flow And Let It Breathe, And If You Love It Let It Go And Let It Leave, And If Its So It Come Back Runnin Then You Embrace Dont Be Like Any Other Woman And Turn Your Face, Just Shake It Off Like It Aint Nothin And Hold Your Weight Cuz Pain Make Your Heart Toughen, It Cant Break You. [Chorus: Shareefa] They Say Cuz You Got A Kid, You Done Did It Big What, You Tryna Live? (They Say) Think You Doin Wrong They Dont Understand Just Where You're Comin From (They Say) (Somethin Here) Only People Go (?) They Intentions Show But They Wont Break Me [Verse 2:] Its Like Im All Alone In This Shit And Aint Nobody Trying To Lend A Hand To A Bitch. My Baby Askin Why His Daddy Dont Love Him Yet I Swear To God Its Like A Bullet Goin Through My Chest. Im Trying To Make It By Myself But Scared Of Breaking Down, I Slit My Wrist And Tell God To Come And Take Me Now See It's A Battle Wit My Body And I'm Losin Bad I Got A Boy, Darkchild, And Dont Know Who The Dad That Shit Is Sad But We Pushin On Thru The Struggle Why Bitches Be Up In The Streets If They Dont Fuckin Hustle Thats For Them Knuckleheads Boi I Put That On My Uncle Im From The Side Of Tracks Where Niggas In The Black'll Truck You Act Like A Bitch And Put It Down For The Gang Sign (Somethin) Witht Hese Niggas At The Same Time A Thin Line Between The Hood And The Hood Fad Dont Let The Game Take Me Out Im Takin Out The Game Thats On Them Thangs [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Its Like I Go Too Hard For The People And Every Time I Hit The Booth I'm Just Promotin Evil And I Dont Wanna Send The Wrong Message To Tha Kids But What About My Niggas Lock Up And Doin Bids And All My Niggas On The Block Duckin From The Feds Just Keep Ya Head Tied Nigga Do It How Ya Live And All My Baby Mommas Hell Naw I Cant Forget Dont Let No Mothafucka Tell You How To Rasie Them Kids I'm On The Borderline Of Fucked Up And Asses Out This Remy Got Me Spinnin Think I'm Fin'a Pass Out Father Forgive Me Cuz I'm Caught Up In This (Fair Crout?) But I Dont Know No Betta See All I Know Is Chedda Raised Int He Go-Getta They Say The Situations Drastic A Cold (Retta?) They Say Some Nigga Just Got Blasted Was No Sweata Its Unbelievable Them Last Days Is Gon' Catch Up Be Tryna Make It Thru The Gates But He Wont Let Ya [Chorus] |
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