Lyrics Can't Be Done - Mak11

I was chillin' in my hotel lobby
When I got a call that niggas tryna find me
I don't really wanna catch a body
But I got a feelin' niggas tryna line me
I was chillin' in my hotel lobby
When I got a call that niggas tryna find me
I don't really wanna catch a body
But I got a feelin' niggas tryna line me
If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done
I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Show you how my niggas rock
Oh nine two

My dawgs
Stay with it
Big apes
In the cave with it
Free Melly Gz
He in the cage with it
Pop Smoke
Yeah, I stay with it
Summertime
Spicy
Got my weight up
Now they like me
You want your bread back?
Come and fight me
Check that
Nike
I done came a long way from the street shit
I done knocked lotta niggas out, G shit
I remember when they said I ain't gon' be shit
Well, I'ma be shit, uh, look
And I did fifteen on my check-ins
Stash, Daniel can check it
Christian Loubin, I'm steppin'
Had to tell her, she like, "Hol' up a second"
All eyes on me when I step in
Pieces kickin' like Tekken
And I dumped a few slips through the mobile
You can call if they hold 'em
Got the gold back like Trojan
Mansa Musa get use tah
Rip my shirt off like Hogan
These be sweatin' me
Kicked down my door
Findin' guns and more
Guns galore

I was chillin' in my hotel lobby
When I got a call that niggas tryna find me
I don't really wanna catch a body
But I got a feelin' niggas tryna line me
I was chillin' in my hotel lobby
When I got a call that niggas tryna find me
I don't really wanna catch a body
But I got a feelin' niggas tryna line me
If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done
I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Show you how my niggas rock
Oh nine two
I was chillin' in my hotel lobby
When I got a call that niggas tryna find me
I don't really wanna catch a body
But I got a feelin' niggas tryna line me

Just made a flip right in the hotel lobby
I stay legit I can't be broke I need profit
This drank I'm sipping got me throwed I get sloppy
MAK11, I stay with it
I ain't tryna play
Ain't no games in it
Bitch get out the way
When I'm lane switching
Lit up off this dank
Bet I ain't tripping
Kid I been the mane
That's the main difference
Like Gucci, Louis, Balenci
Movie, viral, investing
I'm moving all the time like I ain't resting
Go stupid on the grind it ain't a question
Them dudes they want my shine I see em stressing
I could shoot em with a blindfold on impressive
Stack up my loot up on the dresser
They losing they behind they been the lesser
Smoking Buddha out my mind still put in effort
Imma do this shit forever