[Intro]
Times is stressing/ why so depressing/ trouble on my mind and my eyes wanna rest em/ so sick of being tired but at times its a blessing/ still I'm on the rise and you guys'll never catch him

[Hook]
She crazy but she got a big ol butt/ So I can't complain
Bank account need a couple more Os but/ No I can't complain
PoPo be trippin but so what/ Yo I can't complain
All in all my nigga ya know what/ I'm still doing my thang
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[Verse 1]
No beatin round the bush, hints or innuendos/ I've been pulled over 3 times for these tinted windows/ I'm not the shooter man, back up off me/ is it because I'm black like a bag of coffee/ I ain't no racist but get these crackers off me/ not in the gay sense, but get these faggots off me/ You would think they was working for the Paparazzi/ the way they wanna catch me slipping like I'm al Gaddafi/ but still man I can't complain/ they just doin they job right, they ain't to blame/ look at the bright side, at least a brotha changing lanes/ and Fame comes with my name like I'm Dana Dane/ Danger Duane, Duane Danger, came to change the game/ made a lane, now I reign like I'm Major Payne/ so go head n pull me over, n take my name/ it could be worse tho, they could be taking aim/

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Lemme tell ya boy these girls be stressin/ All these feelings that they be confessin/ only thing im feelin is they breast n/ when the hell they gon learn they lesson/I can't text you if I'm trying to take a shower/ I can't text if I'm driving 3 hours/ I can't text you any more than I respect you/ So please respect the fact I'm getting money and power/ but still man I can't complain/ at least they shower me with love, they make it rain/ they be lyin to themselves, "I can make him tame"/ but I'm a lion in this jungle I remain the king/ it could be worse tho, they could be spraying shame/ instead of spraying champagne when they say my name/ say my name, say my name, but someone is around me and I'm running the game/ so baby don't complain

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Oh God man here come my boss/ gimme a train track I can run across/ da hell do he be wearing, does he shop at Ross/ why his breath always smell like he forgot to floss/ like i need him to hold my hand/ i ain't 5 years old, i'm a grown ass man/ is it 5 o'clock lets get it over damn/ 5 more minutes and I'm rollin fam/ but still man I can't complain/ least I got me a job making major change/ I send money back to moms just make her days/ and God woke me up this morning, so I gave Him praise

So I can't complain, no I can't complain, yo I can't complain, I'm still doing my thing