EVERYBODY CAN’T GO lyrics

[Intro: Don Quez]
Ay yeah, I can't
Aye, look

[Verse 1: Don Quez]
You couldn't see me on my worst day
b*tch slide then tryna blow me like a candle on my birthday
Where-Where I'm from, they drive-by when it's beef like a skirt steak grilled in my palm like it's Earth Day
I need a Barrymore 50 First Dates
Do a b*tch wrong, she gon' know it all, this is word play
I could never fail in the first place
Everybody wanna hit a homer, I'm just tryna get on first base
Rappers want beef, that's gon' make me turn ill and keep me right up out that pearl gate
pus*y lips, baby tell me how that pearl tastes
I ain't f*cking if it makes me make the furl face (Euh)
They don't love me like they say they do
This ain't an overnight success, b*tch I pay my dues
I stay low underground while I plant my roots
And all that "Who is Don?" sh*t bouta shake this room
It's like

[Chorus: Don Quez]
Don't be f*cking up my high, b*tch I'm too in my zone
'Cause where I'm from and where I'm going, everybody can't go
That's who already know
Don't be f*cking up my high, b*tch I'm too in my zone
[Verse 2: MBNel]
Had this pistol dropping n*ggas like what left-rights do
I'm a crip like [?], b*tch the left side rule
Sleepwalking n*ggas, they don't want the tech nine drool
And stop calling, phone's tapped but my facetime's cool
And I just copped a new whip, no Django
This a Trackhawk n*gga this is not Durango
Four inside a Faygo, make a n*gga lay low
I just make a call and get you rekt 'cause I got say so
My youngins painting sh*t, ain't no rose art
Aye, I ain't [?] with me and I hide 'em like I'm Hogarth
If you chase money like them b*tches, you will go far
Break clocks for deposits, man we're breaking hoes with crowbars
And I ain't never looking back, yes I'm taking pics with Vlone
Had to cut some homies off 'cause they weren't following the G code
Couple thousand on me everytime I throw this piece on
I don't like 'em big circles so I keep it like a peephole, aye

[Chorus: Don Quez]
Don't be f*cking up my high, b*tch I'm too in my zone
'Cause where I'm from and where I'm going, everybody can't go
That's who already know
Don't be f*cking up my high, b*tch I'm too in my zone

[Verse 3: J. Sirus]
I shine like a diamond, no [?]
You ain't no main, b*tch you baggage
Off on El Camino with like fifty in the package
Make fifty in the streets, f*ck rapping lil homie, uh
Poke your chest, see they testing you (Woo)
Took over and they weren't even expecting you
All that good girl acting's excessive
She rode di*k with no hands, she a Tesla
Weirdo rappers, I'm ahead b*tch, I'm light-years
Homie move to f*ck on you, can't catch no vibe here
West side of the map, I spent my life here
Did my dirt, did my work, I'mma die here
I'm [?] brodie out the pinta
Gone for eight months and they still couldn't keep up
Now we f*cking on your queen, no Latifah
Leaving in the morning for the re-up
Calling up the chief I need ten like I'm cheetah
Ten like I'm cheetah
Ten like Tyrese, spin you out your Adidas
pus*y water, this some Fiji water, uh
She sticking to me, I'm no Peter Parker (b*tch I'm a freak, uh)