Lyrics Clyde Carson – Can’t Complain
Text:
Hey I made this beat
Clyde Carson:
Another night of getting money how could I complain
Your girlfriend looking like she can’t be contained
It’s no wonder why you think that I’m the man
I look good, and you a bad one
It’s no wonder why you think that I’m the man
Another night of getting money how could I complain
You ain’t talking ’bout bout money how could I relate
Little weight on my shoulders getting heavy now
But that come with knowing I won’t let you down
I’mma deal with it, then go get some
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with it
I’mma chill nigga, but I got the kill spear, ticket
Last night but she still feel it
Ace of spades and she wanna take a pill with it
Wake up, drank up, tryna tell me, something
Only problem is she can’t tell me, nothing
Boss up when a nigga saw us, fuck ’em
Now I’m balling and I’m doing what I wanna
Another night of getting money how could I complain
Your girlfriend looking like she can’t be contained
She think I’m friendly, she think I’m handsome
It’s no wonder why you think that I’m the man
I look good, and you a bad one
It’s no wonder why you think that I’m the man
Iamsu!:
I like, when you do that baby
Run to the money to my legs get sore
Roll that skunk ’till my eyes get low
Taking shots to the dome, she hot like a stove
I walk up in the mall, buy everything up out the store
Bag full of stories,
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life get it go
Every single song I get on that shit go
Everybody put me on, straight
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dash, cop a milli for the hoes
Cause I still bust moves on the under
And I still pull bitches in a Honda
I’mma mack like my mom, they wonder
Counting hundred dollar bills when my funds up
Clyde Carson:
Another night of getting money how could I complain
Your girlfriend looking like she can’t be contained
She think I’m friendly, she think I’m handsome
It’s no wonder why you think that I’m the man
I look good, and you a bad one
It’s no wonder why you think that I’m the man
