Can't Let You Go - Terrace Martin, Nick Grant

I don’t believe in nothin'

I believe in holding your hand

Go 'head and tell me something

You ain’t took to no one else

I’m knowin' that you bad for me

But she won’t last forever like fast money

Til God calls my niggas will blast for me

I’m always in the cut

But the passion bleeds out, ouch

I’m in love with the dope game

Shoot outs, a big benz and a rope chain

God, family and health with some Coltrane

Preach

What’s the closest I can be

To you

Just enough to know it’s real

The way you make me feel

The only thing I see is you

I can’t let you go

I can’t let you go, no

I can’t let you go, no

I can’t let you go, no

Yeah, can’t let you go, withdrawals, I keep yelling

Feenin' to be loved, put the needle on the record

Bad little bitch call her .38 special

If a nigga rush ours I’ll untuck you any second

Nasty, gross, repulsive, hocus pocus, vanish

Murder murder all my brothers classic

Still I love this life think I’m passed it

Brenda’s baby, all my feelings trashed em

Fans they kicked the door to mama’s address

Crackers said my darker skins a hazard

Knock the features off of all the statues

Think he knows my melanin is magic

Do niggas need hope?

Hell yeah

One more time for my niggas on parole

Life is a beautiful bitch that can’t cook

That mean niggas do anything for a look, nigga

What’s the closest I can be

To you

Just enough to know it’s real

The way you make me feel

The only thing I see is you

I can’t let you go

I can’t let you go, no

I can’t let you go, no

I can’t let you go, no