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Can't Go Video (MV)




Performed By: Tid Wvy
Length: 3:19
Written by: Ezequiel Moore




Tid Wvy - Can't Go Lyrics




My n****s go where you cant go
N***a we fresh out the bando
N***a we throwing up bankroll
Never be f*****g wit gang tho
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go

F**k is you talkin bout
My n****s walk it out
My n****s pull-up wit chopsticks
Man that's a bag on Givenchy
I promise you I only pull up in fly s**t
F**k with my n****s or f**k with my sister I promise you, n****s, you dying
N****s on waves and s**t (Yea)
Man these n****s is some Diane's
Already paid and s**t (Yea)
Big bag when I fly in
And I left my momma cryin
Wit a bag in her hands tho
N****s go where you cant go
Only place that you can go that I cant go is the morgue n***a
I ain't going on the floor n***a
I'm just going on tour n***a
Shawty said she mi amore n***a
But I ain't f*****g with that I got a Lil bag now she wanna jack
She told me she love me
I told her ass pack
I keep it a stack she a rat
She throwin it back
I ain't feeling it
Really a n***a a money affiliate
N***a talk reckless, he ain't even wit the s**t
Spin two times and we hittin the innocent
N****s not witnessing
N***a got Poppin now when are we kickin it
I got the drank and you know that I'm sippin it
Damn
You know who I am
I never heard of you
N***a wasn't part of the plan

My n****s go where you cant go
N*** we fresh out the bando
N***a we throwing up bankroll
Never be f*****g wit gang tho
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go

Lord knows I prayed for this
Lord knows I slaved for this
Kill a n***a in my way for this
N****s steady on that hating s**t
Momma crying I ain't make it yet
But she know that ima make it yea
When I do I'm payin everything
Put my pain into everything
I ain't answer when that celli ring
Cuz I'm busy getting to the bag
Touch my brother then you in a bag
Look for riches and we in the rags
Window shopping in the mall and s**t
Wish that I could have it all and s**t
I think ima take it all this year
I think ima take it all this year
Turn my brain to a paintbrush
Cuz a young n***a is a artist yeah
Prayed I could get my bank up yea ima try my f*****g hardest yea
Donzel still chained up never met him but I know I love him yea
Switch tracks
Ima switch lanes up
Get back n***a got a laser
N****s smiling but they really hate ya
(Yeah)
N****s smiling but they really hate ya
N****s smiling but they really hate ya

My n****s go where you cant go
N***a we fresh out the bando
N***a we throwing up bankroll
Never be f*****g wit gang tho
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go
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My n****s go where you cant go
N***a we fresh out the bando
N***a we throwing up bankroll
Never be f*****g wit gang tho
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go

F**k is you talkin bout
My n****s walk it out
My n****s pull-up wit chopsticks
Man that's a bag on Givenchy
I promise you I only pull up in fly s**t
F**k with my n****s or f**k with my sister I promise you, n****s, you dying
N****s on waves and s**t (Yea)
Man these n****s is some Diane's
Already paid and s**t (Yea)
Big bag when I fly in
And I left my momma cryin
Wit a bag in her hands tho
N****s go where you cant go
Only place that you can go that I cant go is the morgue n***a
I ain't going on the floor n***a
I'm just going on tour n***a
Shawty said she mi amore n***a
But I ain't f*****g with that I got a Lil bag now she wanna jack
She told me she love me
I told her ass pack
I keep it a stack she a rat
She throwin it back
I ain't feeling it
Really a n***a a money affiliate
N***a talk reckless, he ain't even wit the s**t
Spin two times and we hittin the innocent
N****s not witnessing
N***a got Poppin now when are we kickin it
I got the drank and you know that I'm sippin it
Damn
You know who I am
I never heard of you
N***a wasn't part of the plan

My n****s go where you cant go
N*** we fresh out the bando
N***a we throwing up bankroll
Never be f*****g wit gang tho
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go

Lord knows I prayed for this
Lord knows I slaved for this
Kill a n***a in my way for this
N****s steady on that hating s**t
Momma crying I ain't make it yet
But she know that ima make it yea
When I do I'm payin everything
Put my pain into everything
I ain't answer when that celli ring
Cuz I'm busy getting to the bag
Touch my brother then you in a bag
Look for riches and we in the rags
Window shopping in the mall and s**t
Wish that I could have it all and s**t
I think ima take it all this year
I think ima take it all this year
Turn my brain to a paintbrush
Cuz a young n***a is a artist yeah
Prayed I could get my bank up yea ima try my f*****g hardest yea
Donzel still chained up never met him but I know I love him yea
Switch tracks
Ima switch lanes up
Get back n***a got a laser
N****s smiling but they really hate ya
(Yeah)
N****s smiling but they really hate ya
N****s smiling but they really hate ya

My n****s go where you cant go
N***a we fresh out the bando
N***a we throwing up bankroll
Never be f*****g wit gang tho
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go
My n****s go where you cant go
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Writer: Ezequiel Moore
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