Yung Drippy, 4LEXANDER - Can't Say Goodbye Lyrics

In the night
In the night
Night
Oh yeah
Oh woah woah
Yeah yeah yeah
In the night
Night
Night
Oh yeah
Breaking down
In the night
Help me out
I can't get it right
And You wasn't there for the rain or the storm so I know you weren't there for the fight
Me and my niggas been running up digits cause we just like living our life
Okay, and you cannot come to the cyfe
Half of these bitches be trife
Okay, I just be balling like mike
Young bull pour the wok in the spike
I told Tito to stop but he didn't listen brodie got caught with a knife
I done lost so many niggas in so many ways and I can't say goodbye
I done lost so many niggas, I can't say goodbye
Sometimes I feel like it's me that should die
Talk down you get hit with the fire
I know she got a man I'm still missing Divine
Cause she ain't nothing like the rest, she was one of a kind
I should've waited, I should've just taken my time
I been rapping for years, bitch, I know how to rhyme
I know how to rhyme
My niggas, my niggas, if you're not my nigga then you better stay in your lane
Some people give up in life, they just roll up their blunts and just smoke Mary Jane
But I cannot judge em cause I done been through it my nigga I'm feeling your pain
Just don't give it up, keep on playing
You gon' make it out of the rain
You gon' make it out
Brodie selling loud, he just sold another pound
Bitch, shut your mouth
Smoking black and milds that was back when I was down
I don't wanna see another frown
I just wanna make my mother proud
I see all my brothers in the crowd
Them my brothers in the crowd
Breaking down
In the night
Help me out
I can't get it right
And You wasn't there for the rain or the storm so I know you weren't there for the fight
Me and my niggas been running up digits cause we just like living our life
Okay, and you cannot come to the cyfe
Half of these bitches be trife
Okay, I just be balling like mike
Young bull pour the wok in the spike
I told Tito to stop but he didn't listen brodie got caught with a knife
I done lost so many niggas in so many ways and I can't say goodbye
Girl I've been thinking bout you yeah on my mind
Been seeing red flags and that's a sign
Drinking that lean until the night
Bae you can tell me the truth, why you gotta lie?
I'm not having a sweet time
Tend to myself by the sea side
Dream a McLaren P9
I know it hurts
Grew up from the dirt
Stain on my shirt
But I still put you first
I envision a hearse
Dying from all of these perks
Go to Caicos's and Turks
All of these damn hoes can burn
I say that but I choose you
I'm in my own world drinking sum juice
Fuck passion cause this Guava fruit
Black keanu reeves is my duce
You can wear em but can't fill the shoes
And the problem is not me it's just you
Stop thinking imma janky dude
I ain't gon' jank you out
I'll fuck you good don't put a pout
Let's go back to your vacant house
Turns out to be in lazy town
Get married and get her a gown
I seen it, it's gon' happen now
See the future do it Raven style
But this ain't even Raven's house
Breaking down
In the night
Help me out
I can't get it right
And You wasn't there for the rain or the storm so I know you weren't there for the fight
Me and my niggas been running up digits cause we just like living our life
Okay, and you cannot come to the cyfe
Half of these bitches be trife
Okay, I just be balling like mike
Young bull pour the wok in the spike
I told Tito to stop but he didn't listen brodie got caught with a knife
I done lost so many niggas in so many ways and I can't say goodbye

In the night
In the night
Night
Oh yeah
Oh woah woah
Yeah yeah yeah
In the night
Night
Night
Oh yeah
Breaking down
In the night
Help me out
I can't get it right
And You wasn't there for the rain or the storm so I know you weren't there for the fight
Me and my niggas been running up digits cause we just like living our life
Okay, and you cannot come to the cyfe
Half of these bitches be trife
Okay, I just be balling like mike
Young bull pour the wok in the spike
I told Tito to stop but he didn't listen brodie got caught with a knife
I done lost so many niggas in so many ways and I can't say goodbye
I done lost so many niggas, I can't say goodbye
Sometimes I feel like it's me that should die
Talk down you get hit with the fire
I know she got a man I'm still missing Divine
Cause she ain't nothing like the rest, she was one of a kind
I should've waited, I should've just taken my time
I been rapping for years, bitch, I know how to rhyme
I know how to rhyme
My niggas, my niggas, if you're not my nigga then you better stay in your lane
Some people give up in life, they just roll up their blunts and just smoke Mary Jane
But I cannot judge em cause I done been through it my nigga I'm feeling your pain
Just don't give it up, keep on playing
You gon' make it out of the rain
You gon' make it out
Brodie selling loud, he just sold another pound
Bitch, shut your mouth
Smoking black and milds that was back when I was down
I don't wanna see another frown
I just wanna make my mother proud
I see all my brothers in the crowd
Them my brothers in the crowd
Breaking down
In the night
Help me out
I can't get it right
And You wasn't there for the rain or the storm so I know you weren't there for the fight
Me and my niggas been running up digits cause we just like living our life
Okay, and you cannot come to the cyfe
Half of these bitches be trife
Okay, I just be balling like mike
Young bull pour the wok in the spike
I told Tito to stop but he didn't listen brodie got caught with a knife
I done lost so many niggas in so many ways and I can't say goodbye
Girl I've been thinking bout you yeah on my mind
Been seeing red flags and that's a sign
Drinking that lean until the night
Bae you can tell me the truth, why you gotta lie?
I'm not having a sweet time
Tend to myself by the sea side
Dream a McLaren P9
I know it hurts
Grew up from the dirt
Stain on my shirt
But I still put you first
I envision a hearse
Dying from all of these perks
Go to Caicos's and Turks
All of these damn hoes can burn
I say that but I choose you
I'm in my own world drinking sum juice
Fuck passion cause this Guava fruit
Black keanu reeves is my duce
You can wear em but can't fill the shoes
And the problem is not me it's just you
Stop thinking imma janky dude
I ain't gon' jank you out
I'll fuck you good don't put a pout
Let's go back to your vacant house
Turns out to be in lazy town
Get married and get her a gown
I seen it, it's gon' happen now
See the future do it Raven style
But this ain't even Raven's house
Breaking down
In the night
Help me out
I can't get it right
And You wasn't there for the rain or the storm so I know you weren't there for the fight
Me and my niggas been running up digits cause we just like living our life
Okay, and you cannot come to the cyfe
Half of these bitches be trife
Okay, I just be balling like mike
Young bull pour the wok in the spike
I told Tito to stop but he didn't listen brodie got caught with a knife
I done lost so many niggas in so many ways and I can't say goodbye