Don't Give Up - Gunna

I call the shots, I’m a coach

I came to kill like a Zoe

I’m only feeding my folks

Climb to the top like a rope

Chokers all 'round my neck, I’ma choke

We cleaning this money with soap

With this bread, I stack every loaf

Talk to God, ain’t losing no hope

Don’t give up

Don’t give up

I hope you don’t give up

Don’t give up, no

They call me Gunna the GOAT

Keep me a gun and I tote

Niggas be doin' the most

Can’t go out sad with you hoes

I gotta stick to the code

I water my money then grow it

Shit big and it’s 'bout to explode

Tesla got suicide doors

Yes I’m reaching my goals

It’s a check every one of my shows

Had the handmaid tailor my clothes

It’s a pay day nigga, you owe

Lot of diamonds on me, I’m cold

I got fashion on me like Vogue

Whole lotta drip, better leave me alone

My bitch got pink toes

I don’t wanna leave it alone

I wanna fuck when I want

Got the piece flooded with stones

Baby not runnin' me home

My brother dead and gone

We was just livin' wrong

Sip out the pain in the morning

I call the shots, I’m a coach

I came to kill like a Zoe

I’m only feeding my folks

Climb to the top like a rope

Chokers all 'round my neck, I’ma choke

We cleaning this money with soap

With this bread, I stack every loaf

Talk to God, ain’t losing no hope

Don’t give up

Don’t give up

I hope you don’t give up

Don’t give up, no

I used to shop at the Ross

How I still win from a loss

Got hired, done turned to a boss

Ride in that Maybach like Ross

I got this water like Voss

I wanna fuck in her mouth

They callin', you know I’m en route

I heard that you had a drought

I made it ship, make it bounce

Every day I smoke more than an ounce

Money machine, let it count

Clothes that can dress up a house

We loyal, you in our you out?

I ran up my bag like a sprout

Trust me I know what it’s 'bout

Fed screams and I’m out

Get the racks and you bustin' it down

The cash route

Run it up, showin' no slouch

Glass house

Shittin' on whoever look down

You nigga need you a vouch

Every day I’ma drip to the ground

I call the shots, I’m a coach

I came to kill like a Zoe

I’m only feeding my folks

Climb to the top like a rope

Chokers all 'round my neck, I’ma choke

We cleaning this money with soap

With this bread, I stack and reload

Talk to God, ain’t losing no hope

Don’t give up

Don’t give up

I hope you don’t give up

Don’t give up, no