I Can’t Take It lyrics

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Project Pat


[Intro]
I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired
What the f*ck’s going on all this bullsh*t around here man?
Y’all f*cking the game up, been f*cking it up for years
I don’t care what you do, do what you do
But for all my n*ggas that want that real sh*t
Here you go, I’m f*cking fed up with that all sh*t n*gga
I’m fed up!

[Hook]
I can’t take it no f*cking more, no f*cking more
pus*y sh*t, no f*cking more, no f*cking more
pus*y n*gga, no f*cking more, no f*cking more
pus*y sh*t, no f*cking more, no f*cking more
I bring them g’s back in this hoe, back in this hoe
I bring them killers, back in this hoe, back in this hoe
I bring them g’s back in this hoe, back in this hoe
pus*y n*ggas grinding for the dough, grinding for the dough

[Verse 1]
I said I’m done defending rap, every of these n*ggas can’t even rap
Every these n*ggas done killed the game so bad, I just went back to trap
And I ain’t doing no features, for you motherf*cking leeches
Where the f*ck was your parents, who the f*ck is your teacher?
Who the hell is your preacher, cause you n*ggas is sitting shame
I used to love rap, but thanks to you sh*t ain’t the same
Who want the rasters, f*cking beast me
If y’all n*ggas hard, the the f*ck that makes me
All these dealers faking, I’m just wondering how they made it
If you think that sh*t is quaking, you think it’s hallucinating
These rappers so overrated, I’m the cold go 18
Greatest of our times n*gga, god has made me for it
[Hook]
I can’t take it no f*cking more, no f*cking more
pus*y sh*t, no f*cking more, no f*cking more
pus*y n*gga, no f*cking more, no f*cking more
pus*y sh*t, no f*cking more, no f*cking more
I bring them g’s back in this hoe, back in this hoe
I bring them killers, back in this hoe, back in this hoe
I bring them g’s back in this hoe, back in this hoe
pus*y n*ggas grinding for the dough, grinding for the dough

[Verse 2]
They don't like me, I talk sh*t
Yellow looking me like no, he didn't
Bubble go around [?] that bullsh*t is over [?]
We fake rappers don't stand behind
Straight pus*y look at the signs
Listen to your record, uh, I gotta go, look at the time
Bust the n*ggas, I'm gonna bust tonight
All they're doing is gonna bust some rhymes
We can. and we can rhyme
Half of the time, then we can lie
These n*ggas some [?] they're from the streets
Maybe they need a gangsta kid
I know what it is [?] no gangsta sh*t
So why my real G rap sound like R&B
[?] the new CDs get spreading like [?]
The way I see it is fake versus realer
pus*y try me, these n*ggas gonna pour that liquor
[Hook]
I can’t take it no f*cking more, no f*cking more
pus*y sh*t, no f*cking more, no f*cking more
pus*y n*gga, no f*cking more, no f*cking more
pus*y sh*t, no f*cking more, no f*cking more
I bring them g’s back in this hoe, back in this hoe
I bring them killers, back in this hoe, back in this hoe
I bring them g’s back in this hoe, back in this hoe
pus*y n*ggas grinding for the dough, grinding for the dough

[Outro]
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