Joe Hooker - Can't Talk to Her lyrics

[Intro - Loon - talking] Ma I tried so many years But it seems like, all I brought you is tears I tried to eliminate, all of your fears But its conflict Yeah, check it out, uh, yo, aiyyo [Verse 1 - Loon] The game keep callin, n***as in the streets is ballin Try to creep, just to keep from fallin, but the block keep hollerin Yellin my government name, I tried to stop but the love of the game They got my girl in a frenzy, my n***as used to be friendly 'Til they seen me and Puff in the Bentley Now, forced to stay, forces use force and spray Coffins lay, when I'm forced to play Like a animal, dog if I put my hand on you, I'ma handle you Like I'm "Hannibal," the motherf**in cannibal All plans is through, dreams and goals The block hot but why this sh** seem so cold This sh** seems so old, tryna redeem my soul The Feds roll and my team done fold Like a bad hand of poker, even ya man'll smoke ya For these crushed up leaves of copa, now [Chorus - Joe Hooker] I, can't talk through to you The way, I used to You don't understand why I Feel the way, that I do [Verse 2 - Loon] Yo, check it out It's been four years and you ain't shed no tears And through the course of that, I lost four pairs That's why I smoke more blunts, drink more beers You never consider it, like you just don't care The pain I feel inside you just don't share When I share my deepest thought, you just don't hear Well aware of my fears of me losin my life I'm well aware of my fears of me losin my wife That's why I stay usin my gun and usin my knife Gotta deal with this sh**, 'til my music get right I buy you pretty things just to see you wear it You sayin I ain't sh**, tryna break my spirit I try to change my life but you just don't hear it Guess I gotta find another girl to spend four years with Damn, all that time got wasted, but I guess I gotta face it [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Loon] Uh, yo, uh, aiyyo The cops don't like me, they always eager to fight me Even though I know they wanna be like me, cause they see a n***a icy Doin a buck in the white V, twizzy gettin busy with wifey Gettin head on the highway, I'm gettin money the fly away Pull me over just to f** up my Friday, what could I say? Nothin, still they be frontin Throw a brick in the trunk and try to make up somethin But I'm not with the bullsh**, that's why I roll with a full clip Flint co*k the hammer and pull quick Don't care about your uniform, or that bullsh** you be on Now who gon' really mourn when you be gone? One in your head like a unicorn. you movin on, your favorite suit is on Moms singing that stupid song, "my baby ain't blast nobody" But he still got smoked at Bay Bay's party That's why .. [Chorus] - 2X (*long pause*) [Chorus] - 2X