Can't Let You Go (feat. Mike Shorey & Lil' Mo) - Fabolous

(Lord be thy fine) (She's left me) (So cold, so alone) (Oh yeah) [Chorus] [Mike Shorey:] We out here gettin' this paper, high as a skyscraper I figure y'all should already know The diamonds all in the bezel, y'all tryna get on my level And y'all got a long way to go Kuz I'm gettin' money I'm ridin' and I'm feelin' so high I'm floatin' man I'm right through the sky I'm cakin' and it's feelin' so right, alright [{French Montana}:] {Huh (Huhhh)} {Lay down (lay down)} {My niggaz will take ya life (take ya life)} {Huh (Huhhh)} {Lay down (lay down)} {My niggaz will take ya life (take ya life)} {Huh (Huhhh)} {Lay down (lay down)} {My niggaz will take ya life (take ya life)} (Lord be thy fine) (She's left me) (So cold, so alone) (Yeah) [Verse 1] [French Montana:] These old niggaz in the west, said they gon' get the Tec And I hope ya rap friends don't fill the wake, peel the weight M6, get away, know a nigga trippin' Go and get some Grand Cru, I'm tryna chill and then celebrate Feel the prayer homie, a tradition thang Whippin' all them grams galore was the kitchen thang Homie first of all, it's ya boy Mac All-black GT Bently with the skulled cracked, fall back You know a nigga can't call it, I might spoil it if I tell 'em Stick up boys robbin' niggaz for they jewels, can't sell 'em We flood the game and let 'em digest Mindset on the older shit, these other niggaz in a contest And I salute the dollar, pledge allegiance Niggaz talkin' all this money, we don't see it (Lord be thy fine) (She's left me) (So cold, so alone) (Oh yeah) [Chorus] [Mike Shorey:] I'm out here gettin' this paper, high as a skyscraper I'm cakin', y'all should already know The diamonds all in the bezel, stop tryna get on my level Man y'all got a long way to go Kuz I'm gettin' money I'm ridin' and I'm feelin' so high I'm floatin' man I'm right through the sky I'm cakin' and it's feelin' so right, alright [{French Montana}:] {Huh (Huhhh)} {Lay down (lay down)} {My niggaz will take ya life (take ya life)} {Huh (Huhhh)} {Lay down (lay down)} {My niggaz will take ya life (take ya life)} {Huh (Huhhh)} {Lay down (lay down)} {My niggaz will take ya life (take ya life)} (Lord be thy fine) (She's left me) (So cold, so alone) (Oh yeah) [Verse 2] [Dame Grease:] Caddy all-black, rollin' on a sour blunt Lot boy bigger, 40 Cal hit ya up Lenox Ave gang bang, you snitchin', all them, homocide Will erase ya kiss kiss, ran up on the jeep, see You ever seen your enemy get his head blown off On the back steps of his momma's porch Oh, your daddy smart, time to put in body work Come through in niggaz lobby, ballin' through the paperwork Damn I beat it crazy, clap your only laby Burn 'em with the police, nigga must be crazy Get a nigga laid back, hit 'em with the tre pack Leave his momma screamin', lettin' off a ill sound Niggaz body fall, we took his bankroll Four in the streets, you watch the drama unfold (Lord be thy fine) (She's left me) (So cold, so alone) (Oh yeah)