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Can't Breathe Video (MV)




Performed By: Youn6 Goo$e
Length: 4:25
Written by: Joshua Johnson




Youn6 Goo$e - Can't Breathe Lyrics




Run to the money can't breathe without it
Gotta get me a check can't leave without it
Nigga talking that shit nigga yeen bout it
Nigga talking that shit nigga yeen shot it

I'm talking
Money money money money money
10, 20's, 50's, Even 100's
I can't take no short's and ain't no frontin
Knock knock at my door that be my junkie

I can't breathe, Don't believe, Can't proceed
Without no paper
Get that cash, Going fast, You in last see you later
You in love wit a freak, See that cheese he gone take em
You dead wrong for calling my phone
I can't do you nomo favors yea

Young nigga posted on the block wit it
I was in the trenches wit a glock it
Say you f*cked up nigga go get it
All ya nigga's slime then roll wit it
Ask me when to sleep nigga whole ticket
Pussy want beef nigga hold 50
Don't get the shit f*cked up
All the robbers know i'm gone buck
And I keep 100k tucked, hey
What else you want from me, Really no hope for me
Can't get no dough from me, I keep that smoke wit me
Kilt him for brody, That's how it's spose to be
I'm grinding everyday putting my team on
My partner down the road bought him a cell phone

Run to the money can't breathe without it
Gotta get me a check can't leave without it
Nigga talking that shit nigga yeen bout it
Nigga talking that shit nigga yeen shot it

I'm talking
Money money money money money
10, 20's, 50's, Even 100's
I can't take no short's and ain't no frontin
Knock knock at my door that be my junkie

Pop a pill and take off
Never take a day off
Had to get that weight off
Fade away like MJ back in they early days it paid off
You already know that hoe was lazy so I laid off
Hell yea bitch I hustle hard I take no days off

I was down real bad so I had to go get it
Went and got me a pack
Had to flip me a sack
Went on a money mission
Blowed all my money on drugs and these bitches
Can't do it nomo
Can't trust these hoes
Gotta get my riches
Swung off the molly and jumped on a bean
Pour me a 4 got addicted to lean
I need to get me money machine
They got investigations on me
Road running can't get no sleep
And i know that they hating on me
Felt the tension when I came to the G
But I swear to God that we all gone eat
Thats on me

Run to the money can't breathe without it
Gotta get me a check can't leave without it
Nigga talking that shit nigga yeen bout it
Nigga talking that shit nigga yeen shot it

I'm talking
Money money money money money
10, 20's, 50's, Even 100's
I can't take no short's and ain't no frontin
Knock knock at my door that be my junkie

I can't breathe, Don't believe, Can't proceed
Without no paper
Get that cash, Going fast, You in last see you later
You in love wit a freak, See that cheese he gone take em
You dead wrong for calling my phone
I can't do you nomo favors yea
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Run to the money can't breathe without it
Gotta get me a check can't leave without it
Nigga talking that shit nigga yeen bout it
Nigga talking that shit nigga yeen shot it

I'm talking
Money money money money money
10, 20's, 50's, Even 100's
I can't take no short's and ain't no frontin
Knock knock at my door that be my junkie

I can't breathe, Don't believe, Can't proceed
Without no paper
Get that cash, Going fast, You in last see you later
You in love wit a freak, See that cheese he gone take em
You dead wrong for calling my phone
I can't do you nomo favors yea

Young nigga posted on the block wit it
I was in the trenches wit a glock it
Say you f*cked up nigga go get it
All ya nigga's slime then roll wit it
Ask me when to sleep nigga whole ticket
Pussy want beef nigga hold 50
Don't get the shit f*cked up
All the robbers know i'm gone buck
And I keep 100k tucked, hey
What else you want from me, Really no hope for me
Can't get no dough from me, I keep that smoke wit me
Kilt him for brody, That's how it's spose to be
I'm grinding everyday putting my team on
My partner down the road bought him a cell phone

Run to the money can't breathe without it
Gotta get me a check can't leave without it
Nigga talking that shit nigga yeen bout it
Nigga talking that shit nigga yeen shot it

I'm talking
Money money money money money
10, 20's, 50's, Even 100's
I can't take no short's and ain't no frontin
Knock knock at my door that be my junkie

Pop a pill and take off
Never take a day off
Had to get that weight off
Fade away like MJ back in they early days it paid off
You already know that hoe was lazy so I laid off
Hell yea bitch I hustle hard I take no days off

I was down real bad so I had to go get it
Went and got me a pack
Had to flip me a sack
Went on a money mission
Blowed all my money on drugs and these bitches
Can't do it nomo
Can't trust these hoes
Gotta get my riches
Swung off the molly and jumped on a bean
Pour me a 4 got addicted to lean
I need to get me money machine
They got investigations on me
Road running can't get no sleep
And i know that they hating on me
Felt the tension when I came to the G
But I swear to God that we all gone eat
Thats on me

Run to the money can't breathe without it
Gotta get me a check can't leave without it
Nigga talking that shit nigga yeen bout it
Nigga talking that shit nigga yeen shot it

I'm talking
Money money money money money
10, 20's, 50's, Even 100's
I can't take no short's and ain't no frontin
Knock knock at my door that be my junkie

I can't breathe, Don't believe, Can't proceed
Without no paper
Get that cash, Going fast, You in last see you later
You in love wit a freak, See that cheese he gone take em
You dead wrong for calling my phone
I can't do you nomo favors yea
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Writer: Joshua Johnson
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