i wish i could tell you (remix)

it's easy

i wish i could tell ya

talk to em deuce

i wish that i could tell you

player how you get money?

player how you get money?

boy

i wish i could tell you

player how you coppin' all them clothes

how you coppin'? how you coppin'?

boy

i wish i could tell ya

boy

i wish i could tell ya

boy

i wish i could tell ya

boy

i wish i could tell ya

boy

i wish i could tell ya

boy

i wish i could tell ya

boy

i wish i could tell ya

i got so many things goin' on in my life

i'm so far removed from that anger and that trife

if they wanna take a shot

they can aim it at the lights

cause your boy shinin' hard

bruh

this flavor come with spice

yeah i'm playin' in the league

but i'm livin' by the code

it's best to keep the stuff

they wanna know behind the doors

there's a lot of stuff i know

i don't say it in my flows

cause the ones i really love

it's a chance to get exposed

it's so much to share

when you livin' in my shoes

and some will give it up

if they hit a couple boos

some game goofy

some never knew the rules

so i'm watchin' for the broads

cause they sharper than the dudes

for real

boy

i wish i could tell you

how to feel to pull up in that porsche

hoppin' out the leather

wine fine

women comin' at me

poppin' out the cellar

when i'm at the bank

the only time i'm talkin' to a teller

player how you get money?

player how you get money?

boy

i wish i could tell ya

player how you coppin all them clothes

how you coppin? how you coppin?

boy

i wish i could tell ya

boy

i wish i could tell ya

boy

i wish i could tell ya

boy

i wish i could tell ya

boy

i wish i could tell ya

boy

i wish i could tell ya

boy

i wish i could tell ya

i wish i could tell ya

i would never fail ya

people say they real but

singin' like mariah

singin' like aretha

man it's good to beat ya

i'ma teach ya

i'ma show ya how to keep it quiet

how to keep it

zipper on my mouth

the lock ain't got no key

i know who got the keys

but you won't hear from me

those dudes don't need no keys

the boy up in the streets

never call them kids

i never called it straight

ya never can replace

i'm here to stay

the orphans on the way

yeah

i'm sittin' on it

on me all the time

boy i'm livin' on it

everybody stuff i'm dippin' on it

yeah they slippin' on it

that music suck

man i'm like the music sucks"