Can’t You See lyrics

(Texas Tantrum)
My life, Guerilla Maab on the rise
Can't you see, can't yooooou seeee

[Hook: Texas Tantrum - 2x]
Can't you see, the life of a G
Can't you see, the pain on the streets
Can't you see, can't you see
What's troubling me

[Trae]
Get up out of my nightmare
I gotta get up, out of my dreams
Feeling the pains of hard times, and live in the streets
The murder rate increase, everytime I go to sleep
And everybody that I love, done came up deceased
A n*gga see the struggle, and I wanna make it out
What's making me feeling worse, I'm dying without a doubt
Stress f*cking me up, and running me to the ground
And even partnas be faking, when they be coming around
You n*ggas can't relate, to living the broke life
When you praying to the Lord, that it be alright
Just to make it through the night, and see another day
And on the real, we be living it in the worst way

[Dougie D]
Next up in this motherf*cking thang, taking a swang
And leaving n*ggas, with motherf*cking stains on brains
Sick of the drama, and sick of the past
Sick of motherf*ckers acting feminine, and they only be faking
After all the sh*t, that we done seen and fight fo'
Hold they heads high, real rhymes to ride to
Never be another set, of motherf*ckers
That'll be jumping up on the microphone, wrecking it the way we do
Young and black, broke and going through thangs
It's the money and the cars, and not milk it mayn
On a constant grind daily, to maintain
Doing all I can, to break bread and stay sane