Can’t Let You Go – Terrace Martin (feat. 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