
can't let go - donnyv5 lyrics
pre*chorus:
d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn
d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn
chorus:
and i can’t let you get to me, i can’t f*ck with you at all
you been f*cking up my head so i gotta cut you off
don’t want no type of attachments yah
sorry if my mind seemed to far off yuh
i’m on new sh*t, don’t need me a cooling kit
i been telling ya’ll that i’m not new to this
my youngins on fooly sh*t
i ain’t worried bout you lil b*tch
i got money and clothes and kicks
finna spend me a bag on some ricks
i got rich and it still don’t make sense
yeah, yeah, yuh
verse:
yuh, f*ck i know my communication seemed off
do before i think yeah girl that’s my biggest flaw
you got caught in the crossfire yeah that’s my fault
don’t want nothing else to go wrong but can’t cut you off
chorus:
and i can’t let you get to me, i can’t f*ck with you at all
you been f*cking up my head so i gotta cut you off
don’t want no type of attachments yah
sorry if my mind seemed to far off yuh
i’m on new sh*t, don’t need me a cooling kit
i been telling ya’ll that i’m not new to this
my youngins on fooly sh*t
i ain’t worried bout you lil b*tch
i got money and clothes and kicks
finna spend me a bag on some ricks
i got rich and it still don’t make sense
yeah, yeah, yuh
verse(5stxr5):
yuh, yuh, i got me a new b*tch
huh choppas that don’t miss
you f*cking with everybody on my team so i keep my distance
like i can’t believe this, this lil ho’ my weakness, me and donny gon up the score cause these hoes can’t listen, and i say listen, i’m standing on business, she told me she would never leave but you still fishing, baby i miss it. nights, baby gon stick with the pace
f*ck with the kid, f*ck with 5, you ain’t never sleeping late
chorus:
and i can’t let you get to me, i can’t f*ck with you at all
you been f*cking up my head so i gotta cut you off
don’t want no type of attachments yah
sorry if my mind seemed to far off yuh
i’m on new sh*t, don’t need me a cooling kit
i been telling ya’ll that i’m not new to this
my youngins on fooly sh*t
i ain’t worried bout you lil b*tch
i got money and clothes and kicks
finna spend me a bag on some ricks
i got rich and it still don’t make sense
yeah, yeah, yuh
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