Guerilla Maab - 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***a see the struggle, and I wanna make it out What's making me feeling worse, I'm dying without a doubt Stress f**ing me up, and running me to the ground And even partnas be faking, when they be coming around You n***as 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**ing thang, taking a swang And leaving n***as, with motherf**ing stains on brains Sick of the drama, and sick of the past Sick of motherf**ers acting feminine, and they only be faking After all the sh**, that we done seen and fight fo' Hold they heads high, real rhymes to ride to Never be another set, of motherf**ers 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 [Hook - 2x] [Dougie D] Or can you tell me, what life like in the limelight For everyday people, struggling just to eat right On the cold of the night time, to the daylight Gotta stay on my grind, and make sure that my child tight I've been living my lifestyle, on the wild side I've been carrying a Glock nine, to protect mine f** around with the Maab n***a, b**hes is gon mind Just the way that we gotta go get it, and get down With some motherf**ing thug n***as, rough n***as Pulling pistols up out the draws n***a, bust n***as And it burn, when I pull a Glock to rush n***as We forever gon keep a point n***a, what n***a [Trae] And how we spitting our game, and ducking the fed time My n***a Donnie D, done made the headlines I don't wanna see my n***a, locked up for lifetime Best run up in the jail, in ten in Ridgetown And go on a rampage, you n***as already know We living the last days, you know that I don't play So give me the twin gauge, somebody gon feel the heat When I'm going in a rage, a right to wanna pager Think I'm going insane, my mind is untamed With nobody to blame, I feel I can't change And sick of living in pain, you motherf**ers Gon pay, for every single thang [Hook - 2x] (Texas Tantrum) Troubling meeeeee, can't you seeeee Can't you see, ohhhhhhhhh-ohhh Ooooohhhhhh, can't you see, can't you see Can't you seeeeee