King Von - Cant Relate Lyrics

(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
(Will-A-Fool)

No bond, I was on the run, bet you can't relate
Totin' guns, shootin' shit for fun, bet you can't relate
Locked up, couldn't see my son, I bet you can't relate
Jumped the opps, ain't no one on ones, I bet you can't relate
That nigga told, he ain't hold it down, bet you can't relate (nah, nah)
He broke the code, don't come back around, bet you can't relate (nah)
Only time he tough when he up in the crowd, I bet you can't relate
You did that before but what you gon' do now? I bet you can't relate

Back then, it was crack and I had a MAC-10
No lackin', pistol-packin', I got this black skin (huh? what?)
If he actin' then we reactin' and knockin' no Brims (why? boom, boom)
I got some action, I get my black mask and get my black Timbs (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They askin' questions, I'm actin' clueless, don't know what happened
They know it's King Von, shorty the smoothest, but he a savage (yeah)
Had too much baggage, that's why my last bitch, I had to trash her
Old bitch nigga, only flash heat up in a casket (yo ho ass)

No bond, I was on the run, bet you can't relate
Totin' guns, shootin' shit for fun, bet you can't relate
Locked up, couldn't see my son, I bet you can't relate
Jumped the opps, ain't no one on ones, I bet you can't relate
That nigga told, he ain't hold it down, bet you can't relate (nah, nah)
He broke the code, don't come back around, bet you can't relate (nah)
Only time he tough when he up in the crowd, I bet you can't relate
You did that before but what you gon' do now? I bet you can't relate

It's bussin', I see them comin', they up to somethin'
No runnin', I keep me somethin', I get to dumpin' (Von, boom, boom, boom)
Now if I slump him and then I slump him and then I slump him (yeah, what?)
Now my house haunted with all these demons, that shit come with (damn, damn, damn, damn)
They wet my homie, shot in the stomach, it hurt my stomach (what?)
No matter how long the beef it cookin', bitch, I still want it (huh?)
And all these diamonds, they drippin' on me, still, I feel lonely
James Johnson, Jerome Howard, and Odee Perry (gang)

No bond, I was on the run, bet you can't relate
Totin' guns, shootin' shit for fun, bet you can't relate
Locked up, couldn't see my son, I bet you can't relate
Jumped the opps, ain't no one on ones, I bet you can't relate
That nigga told, he ain't hold it down, bet you can't relate (nah, nah)
He broke the code, don't come back around, bet you can't relate (nah)
Only time he tough when he up in the crowd, I bet you can't relate
You did that before but what you gon' do now? I bet you can't relate (nuh)