Chris Calor - Brenda lyrics

[Intro] Uh, uhm, yeah, uh-huh Uhm, yeah, uhm, this a room [Hook] I got two cigarettes to my last name I clock in for the check but I don't wanna go I got two cigarettes to my last name I clock in for the check but I don't wanna go She said you, you can't save em all She said you, you can't save em all, yeah She said you, you can't save em all, yeah [Verse 1] I mix a gallon of the gallon in a gallon of that And down that in your Nissan for the memory For the energy, for the Tennessee Fam called work all work just to visit me I bought an ounce just to f** with you He don't take no hand outs, he don't take no hand outs Remember what my poppa told me Remember what my poppa told me Trust inward, trust in ya, my n-word, my friend of Last of the divine livin' So timid, all on us Dog on it, they would laugh at the small moments Then call on us Like who had you on your bad day? Who dropped you at that b**h house? Like back when we was little I was just an instrumental Now I'm Malcolm in a million We talked about a billion We talked about our feelin's We kept it more than realest And look at how the path came Took it for the rap fam Would ya give ya all to the world The work, work, and left hurt? sh** and what's worse She too tired to talk, lately your thumbs hurt We miss love and s** bridgin' your son's birth 21 hurts in court by 24, boy [Bridge] You can't save 'em all She said you, you-you, you can't save 'em all, um She said you, you-you, you can't save 'em all, um [Verse 2] I write pissed a** livin', f** that sh** f** call centers, f** is this really growin' up my n***a? Tax on your motherf**in' nuts my n***a 1025 what the f** can a n***a do with 1025? Plus your weed habit plus my weed habit and your weed habit For free givin' we livin' with a weed daddy, two kids Mix that Boosie with that boom-bap You rap like you need money like you don't love this My sh** chewed up your jury before you judged this Pull up, lick on my dick like ain't it gorgeous For those that can't afford this It be like I got, I got I got my own world, I got my own mind Day dreamin' for a lunch break for my son's sake On the run for the fun's sake [Outro] I clock in for the check but I don't wanna go I clock in for the check but I don't wanna go You, you can't save em all