Malik Da Prince - CAN'T GO OUT SAD

Yeah, yeah
Ok, yeah
I can't go out sad
No
I can't go out sad
I'm in this hoe ten toes with my bro 'nem
I can't go out bad
Throwin' up fours but don't know foenem
I'm not from Chiraq
Y'all niggas really ain't bout no money
In the strip club throwin' out cash
Crashed the whip but it's ok
'Cause we got 4 out back
Big 4DI, what you know bout that
I'm in the coupe with a whole lot of cash
Bro got a chop and a whole lot of mags
Why that hoe ain't wait for me
If she did would have bought her a whole lotta bags
I won't ever die out
'Cause none of my niggas is goin' for that
How many whips? Need 2 x 2
I'm from the swamp but its not Bayou
They know it's me when I slide through
I'm droppin' hits boy that's all I do
I drop a bitch can't let her play me
Put that shit on bro, on baby
I just been shuttin' my phone off lately
You don't want smoke, nigga don't talk crazy
Yeah I'm on my shit
She fell in love with the songs I did
She love the way that I talk my shit
Rich with the team, I need all that shit
I made her sing like Do-re-mi
How she gon' text like "Don't hate me"
He want a feature but those ain't free
Say what you want but it won't change me
I can't go out sad
This how it feel when you out your feelings and all up in your bag
This how it feel when you been flexin' and all your old friends mad
This how it feel when you stop stressin' and hop up in that jag
We tryna jump into riches from rags
Can't go out sad you already knew
Remember you said that I wasn't gon' make it but I done got farther than you
Yeah it's some niggas that call me they brother but that ain't an option for you
Niggas is asking for features, if you ain't the brodie can't lock in with you
Yes lil nigga, I'm talking to you
Bitch shut the fuck up I'm talking to bro
Said he can't wait till I'm rockin' a show
I heard some niggas ain't with me
If you is not rockin' with me you can rock with the door
I swear to god that these niggas all talk
And when you call them out they start talkin' some more
Bro whip a GMC down the E-way
Hang out the window I'm droppin' them fours
I can't go out sad
I'm in this hoe ten toes with my bro 'nem
I can't go out bad
Throwin' up fours but don't know foenem
I'm not from Chiraq
Y'all niggas really ain't bout no money
In the strip club throwin' out cash
Ok, look

Written by:
Rahsaan Foster

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