Can't Take It

No, no, but I can't Take It. I no more. Quinn. Beats. I can't take it anymore. Quinn. Avian on the mix. I can't take it. I wonder if my neighbors Hear me. I always keep my window open. I know I'm key, but I'm really a token, And I'm really outspoken, and my words provoking, And my pussy emotion, and I put it in Motion. I'm big dick smoking. I'm not your average, I don't follow bitch patterns. I'm guided by God, you guided by fraud. I've taken the wheel, I've taken a pill, I've taken a deal. I still keep it real. So how you niggas feel? 'Cause these niggas can't even rap for real. From the concrete, I rose through daffodils. Separate me from these bitches, Jesus. These hoes ain't cut and I'm really bleeding. I'm really breathing. I'm a writer not a biter, Don't insult me with no weak shit. And don't approach me on no freak shit. 'Cause in reality, nigga, you couldn't crease this. I got these niggas upset, watch 'em all flee This. Stupid niggas, I'm more than money. Natural glow, shiny bitch, more than sunny. And my might get wet when he calling for Me. I don't gotta do titles, but he balling For me. I'm real discreet, nigga, I don't date, I meet. I'm a business, I told you boys, "Watch my feet." Suck my heels, show me it's real. These niggas can't even rap. Quinn. Beats. I can't take it anymore. I just can't take it. I just can't take it. I just can't take it anymore. I can't take it no more