Gunna - Don't Give Up Lyrics

(Wheezy Beats)

I call the shots, I'm a coach
I came to kill like a Zoe
I'm only feeding my folks
Climb to the top like a rope (yeah)
Chokers all 'round my neck, I'ma choke
We cleaning this money with soap (yeah)
Need this bread, I stack every loaf (bread)
Talk to God, ain't losing no hope (yeah)
Don't give up (no)
Don't give up (no)
I hope you don't give up (no)
Don't give up, no (no)

They call me Gunna the GOAT
Keep me a gun and I tote
Niggas be doin' the most (niggas be doin' the most)
Can't go out sad with you hoes
I gotta stick to the code
I water my money then grow it
Shit big and it's 'bout to explode
Tesla got suicide doors
Yes, I'm reaching my goals (yeah)
It's a check every one of my shows (check)
Had the handmaid tailor my clothes (yeah)
It's a pay day nigga, you owe
Lot of diamonds on me, I'm cold
I got fashion on me like Vogue
Whole lotta drip, better leave me alone
My bitch got pink toes
I don't wanna leave it alone (nah)
I wanna fuck when I want
Gunna piece flooded with stones
Baby not runnin' me home
My brother dead and gone
We was just livin' wrong
Sip out the pint in the morning

I call the shots, I'm a coach
I came to kill like a Zoe
I'm only feeding my folks
Climb to the top like a rope (yeah)
Chokers all 'round my neck, I'ma choke
We cleaning this money with soap (yeah)
Need this bread, I stack every loaf (bread)
Talk to God, ain't losing no hope (yeah)
Don't give up (no)
Don't give up (no)
I hope you don't give up (no)
Don't give up, no (no)

I used to shop at the Ross
How I still win from a loss?
Got hired, and I turned to a boss
Ride in that Maybach like Ross
I got this water like Voss
I wanna fuck in her mouth
When they call me, you know I'm en route
I heard that you had a drought
I made this shit, make it bounce
Every day I smoke more than an ounce
Money machine, let it count
Clothes, you can dress up a house
We loyal, you in our you out?
I ran up my bag like a sprout (I did)
Trust me I know what it's 'bout
Fed screams and I'm out
With them racks and you bustin' it down
The cash route (cash)
Run it up, showin' no slouch
Glass house (glass)
Shittin' on whoever look down
You niggas need you a vouch
Every day I'ma drip to the ground

I call the shots, I'm a coach
I came to kill like a Zoe
I'm only feeding my folks
Climb to the top like a rope (yeah)
Chokers all 'round my neck, I'ma choke
We cleaning this money with soap (yeah)
Need this bread, I stack every loaf (bread)
Talk to God, ain't losing no hope (yeah)
Don't give up (no)
Don't give up (no)
I hope you don't give up (no)
Don't give up, no (no)