You Can Do It! (give Up) Lyrics - Your Old Droog

[Verse 1] 

Night and day we was in the park playin' ball 

It's all we ever did ever since we was small 

T-Mack had the type of game that we both wanted 

But it ain't look as promisin' when your growth stunted 

Still you was puttin' in work 

Remember got cut from the team, you was hurt 

Things got brighter when you caught a little spurt 

But you still was a knucklehead doin' wild dirt 

That said, on the court, you still couldn't be checked 

On for the heat, tech 

Went from a reject to the country's number 1 prospect 

Had a good chance to get your family out the projects 

Still remember when you went away to camp 

Cash was excited, had the whole hood amped 

From the get, jumper wet 

It was damned 'til you had the game 

Then it splashed in your face, [?] 

Then it seemed like your dreams got deflated 

Deterred by the words, out nights gettin' faded 

Took pride in bein' ignorant, better educated 

Wonder if you kept your head on straight, you would've made it 

Now this shit is dumb whack 

And overweight, 30 somethin', tryna make it come back 

Draft Night all over again, sittin' round waitin' 

Watchin' All Stars on the outisde, hatin' like 

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[Hook] 

Ooh, go hard, give up, give up 

Ooh, go hard, give up, give up 

[Verse 2] 

There's few things that are more uglier in this world 

Than an attractive girl who's cool with just bein' beautiful 

Wants to be on the big screen but ain't develop any useful skills 

All attempts have been futile 

Don't have any real tools you can utilize 

And guys just tryna smash, feedin' you the lies 

That's the motto, you tried to model 

But the director was brutal 'bout your size 

In my eyes, you was right though 

Stupid ass still went and got lipo 

Self negative like typo 

You head and gassed it, got your tits and your ass did 

And your zips went blasted 

By some shady ass doctor, that bastard 

Takin' thirst pics, only thing you mastered thus far 

Counts all your followers, said that he can make you a star 

Only good for bringin' coffee 

Had your goofy ass in the booth singin' off-key 

Got the opportunity to act 

Was a small role, you couldn't even do that 

Now you back up in the trap 

Last cat that you let tap had you clap 

Runnin' in place in the race, gettin' lapped 

When we runnin' thing, only thing you runnin' is your yap like 

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[Hook] 

Ooh, go hard, give up, give up 

Ooh, go hard, give up, give up 

[Verse 3] 

It all started with a dollar and a dream 

Now you can holla, you can scream 

It's not like you ain't have a good team 

Fought hard to get you all the right place 

You came a long way from doin' songs in the basement 

Rhymin' in public access 

Lawyers close the deal, accountants do your taxes 

Always had dreams of goin' to the top 

10 years later and you still ain't popped 

[?] and you still can't eat 

All the hot features and mad good beats 

Goin' dumb hard tryna chase a hit 

In the studio with writer's block, can't pen shit 

Sinkin' deep into the sucks pool 

Now your little man's man's more successful 

First came the youth jams 

They used to open up for you, now you openin' for them 

Tide startin' to turn the fate 

Gettin' older, you should probably learn the trade 

Workin' in a new capacity perhaps 

Not everyone's supposed to rap