Cant Be by Redstarr Lyrics
[Produced By Mars]
[Intro]
I can never be fake, yeah
I can never be fake
[Chorus]
I can never be fake, yeah for god sake
I can never talk to these niggas because that's gay
I be on the grind throw up 3's like the last skate
Smokin' on this cookie, so fat, I might call it cake
[Verse]
Supreme on my bag, you can check the tag
I got so much clothes, Raf Simmons, all black
I could never give my time to a hoe that's sad
Say I ain't gettin' money, you could check the bag
Say you got a problem, then test me
Send out shots, leave him runnin', no track meet
Smokin' on this dope got me high for the whole week
I be smokin' gas, most these niggas tweak
I'm your role model, you look up to me
Gucci'd down, to my fuckin' feet
Niggas want a feature, they gon' have to pay a fee
Cuz I'm taxin' any nigga, yeah I do this
[Bridge]
Let's go out?, I can take you to Ruth's Chris
She say I'm a star, yeah I knew this
Say you got a choppa, pass you one, now you clueless
Yeah smokin' on this heavy shit, this not glue bitch
Countin' all these bands now my fingers lookin' like stitch
I can't ever love no thot, they be on some hoe shit
Think you hard?, I'll leave you lookin' like a whole bitch
[Chorus]
I can never be fake, yeah for god sake
I can't talk to these niggas because that's gay
I be on the grind throw up 3's like the last skate
Smokin' on this cookie, so fat, I might call it cake
I can never be fake, yeah for god sake
Yeah for god sake
Yeah for god sake
Yeah for god sake
[Intro]
I can never be fake, yeah
I can never be fake
[Chorus]
I can never be fake, yeah for god sake
I can never talk to these niggas because that's gay
I be on the grind throw up 3's like the last skate
Smokin' on this cookie, so fat, I might call it cake
[Verse]
Supreme on my bag, you can check the tag
I got so much clothes, Raf Simmons, all black
I could never give my time to a hoe that's sad
Say I ain't gettin' money, you could check the bag
Say you got a problem, then test me
Send out shots, leave him runnin', no track meet
Smokin' on this dope got me high for the whole week
I be smokin' gas, most these niggas tweak
I'm your role model, you look up to me
Gucci'd down, to my fuckin' feet
Niggas want a feature, they gon' have to pay a fee
Cuz I'm taxin' any nigga, yeah I do this
[Bridge]
Let's go out?, I can take you to Ruth's Chris
She say I'm a star, yeah I knew this
Say you got a choppa, pass you one, now you clueless
Yeah smokin' on this heavy shit, this not glue bitch
Countin' all these bands now my fingers lookin' like stitch
I can't ever love no thot, they be on some hoe shit
Think you hard?, I'll leave you lookin' like a whole bitch
[Chorus]
I can never be fake, yeah for god sake
I can't talk to these niggas because that's gay
I be on the grind throw up 3's like the last skate
Smokin' on this cookie, so fat, I might call it cake
I can never be fake, yeah for god sake
Yeah for god sake
Yeah for god sake
Yeah for god sake