Can’t Help It

Hook #1:

I can’t help but do a Lil shimmy
God been good to me
If they ever make me mayor
I’ll bring the hood with me
Came up out the Old Atlanta
Bankhead Bouncin
Now I’m chillin in Virginia weather
My city bout it

Verse #1:

I can’t help but do a two step
Lil side to side, Lil sway
Dont get me started with my
Whitney Houston
Isaac Hayes
I’m an old soul, I can’t help it
Classics all i play
I’m alive so I’m thankful
Though I’ve seen better days

It’s been a tough year
But I’m not done here
Too much going on in my city
We need love here

Bill Clinton’s mass incarceration
Still present
Three strikes and you become a segment
Of the state
Man, Let me count my blessings

I’m here, I’m feeling
I’m alive, I’m breathing
Got money, I’m eating
Got freedom, He freed me
Ain’t tripping, over nothing
When there’s people, that’s struggling
They need help, and loving
So I gotta work, and hustle

Til the death of me
Yeah you might got the sauce
But I got the recipe
Only certified beside me
Ain’t no space for no jealousy
See the way / he been blessing me
Changed the tax bracket
Without rapping
Don’t mess with me

Hook #2:

I can’t help but do a Lil shimmy
God been good to me
If they ever make me mayor
I’ll bring the hood with me
Came up out the Old Atlanta
Bankhead Bouncin
Now I’m chillin in Virginia weather
My city bout it

Verse #2:

Boy I’m outta Walton County
Yeah that’s next to Gwinnett
Where young bros be quick
To scrap after they throw up they set
I got Georgia on Mind in Vir-gin-A
Where there Ain’t nothing to do but cook
Then stack up the pay
Who would of thought it
Gimme five more years

I’ll be Iconic
It’s ironic
As that quiet kid
With chronic speech problems
High waters, now I’m flossing
With a college alma mater
Love my mama
Cuz the bottom was
Never gon be an option

The next Obama
Was the expectation
Cuz they still shoot us down
Without an explanation
I was taught to hustle hard
Without congratulations
Y’all let the wrong brotha
Come up out tha basement

This for people getting groceries
From Food Marts/ hood stores
Paying taxes, working full time
And yet they still poor

I’m wise enough to know
I’m not blessed for no reason
Whatever you got inside your pockets
You give more, bless

Hook #3:

I can’t help but do a Lil shimmy
God been good to me
If they ever make me mayor
I’ll bring the hood with me
Came up out the Old Atlanta
Bankhead Bouncin
Now I’m chillin in Virginia weather
My city bout it

Bridge:
I’m tryna put my parents
In a palace
Tryna bring a platinum plaque
Back to Travis
If I never get it done
I’m still satis-
Fied
As long as I got God
I feel alive

You can’t stop my joy
My God got His boy
I ain’t never gon quit
I’m gon stay bout this

You can’t stop my joy
My God got His boy
I ain’t never gon quit
I’m gon, uh

Hook #4:

I can’t help but do a Lil shimmy
God been good to me
If they ever make me mayor
I’ll bring the hood with me
Came up out the Old Atlanta
Bankhead Bouncin
Now I’m chillin in Virginia weather
My city bout it