Music Video
Young Scooter Feat. Future - Can’t Play Around (WSHH Audio)
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Scooter
Vocals
Future
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenneth Bailey
Songwriter
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Willie Byrd
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Will-A-Fool
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I know a better day comin'
No love, we ain't worser
We workin' out here, you hear me, ****?
Goddamn, motherfucker
[Verse 2]
That's hard, follow me
Thought that I could come back with that raw
Then I had came back raw
Thought love would hurt me
But it didn't hurt me none at all
Man I stay working
Through a hard rain and thunderstorm
I'ma stack this paper up again
Like I never done
I got these rose gold jewels
I feel better now
I put the city on my back
And I can't let 'em down
Go get that semi-automatic
And I lay you down
I know some days I didn't have it
I can't play around
[Verse 3]
They like Scooter where you been?
Bitch I been sellin' raw
My **** VL keep that stick
Like he playin' lacrosse
I lost a mil and got it back
Can't take another loss
All that juggin' and finessin'
Made myself a boss
I got twenty gold chains
I feel better now
I got three kids, three thousand haters
I can't play around
I know you rap about the bricks
But can you wrap a brick?
These **** really entertainers
'Cause they ain't sold shit
[Verse 4]
Lil' Mexico City, we got cocaine
Thunderstorm, it's rainin' bricks
We don't get rain
And I'ma stack this money
Like I never done
I karate chop a brick
Like I'm Daniel-san
[Verse 5]
Come back with that raw
Then I had came back raw
Thought love would hurt me
But it didn't hurt me none at all
Man I stay working
Through a hard rain and thunderstorm
I'ma stack this paper up again
Like I never done
I got these rose gold jewels
I feel better now
I put the city on my back
And I can't let 'em down
Go get that semi-automatic
And I lay you down
I know some days I didn't have it
I can't play around
[Verse 6]
Jugghouse, nothin' but cash around
Lay it down, **** lay it down
Jugghouse, nothin' but playas around
If I'm around
Then bring some pounds around
I got Ghosts, they don't make a sound
Until you hear that chopper sound
You on the ground
My diamonds wetter than the ocean
Your's unpronounced
All I do is count
Get money in large amounts
If you in the streets
Then watch out for the triple cross
'Cause I done seen ****' mamas
Take they ass off
I got spots and in my house
I got a packed vault
Count music
Give the streets what they ask for
[Verse 7]
Thought that I could come back with that raw
Then I had came back raw
Thought love would hurt me
But it didn't hurt me, none at all
Man I stay working
Through a hard rain and thunderstorm
I'ma stack this paper up again
Like I never done
I got these rose gold jewels
I feel better now
I put the city on my back
And I can't let 'em down
Go get that semi-automatic
And I lay you down
I know some days I didn't have it
I can't play around
Written by: Kenneth Bailey, Nayvadius Wilburn, Willie Jerome Byrd
