Lyrics:
by demons got tired of 'em so I hit 'em with the stepback (Aye)
Only made me stronger I ain't countin' six digits in a check
In my life that ain't true
percent of me
I made the beat then was like
Fuck it I'm finna eat
They want pats on the back like
The nigga from the Heat
But I pack with the gat so they
ain't stoppin' yet
Don't it make you feel good?
Don't it make you feel good?
To dance and sing with your girl by your side
Instead of sittin' home
FACTS
GOTTA STAY 100 man.......facts
No point in runnin fam.......facts
Goin to the very end.........facts
This grind ain’t ever stoppin
Ky Brown In this Thang Like...
I been working on My Music I Promise
It seems I'm cattin off when I say I'm droppin
Doin this independently ain't hot
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
on the shoulder, say, Thanks for stoppin' by.
Then I opened up the door and said, Take care, guy!
He got mad, threw back his arm, and slashed my shirt
I laughed
scared, say "What's up?"
In this club, in this club
They can keep watchin', I ain't stoppin'
Baby, I don't give up
In this club, in this club
Ladies,
of the evening when the dealing got rough
She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff
I picked up my matches and was closing the door
I had one of those
pass by.
Well the wind in the willow's playin' "Tea for Two"
Sky was yellow and the sun was blue,
Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their
he was doing this, Google it
Kids' dreams of pursuing music ruined by one of their biggest influences
But he ain't new to this shit, that's why he
ain't no stopping the shine (ain't no stopping)
Got it bad, got it bad (ooh)
Got it bad, got it bad and that ain't no crime
Ain't no stoppin
we'll hang out next week
I pat him on the shoulder, say, "Thanks for stoppin' by.
Then I opened up the door and said, "Take care, guy!"
He got mad,
"Yeah, that might be true, but she don't need another nucka"
Ain't no choosin', jump off slick, this one here's my snucka"
He said, "Whatchu mean by
It's always abstract this
And Abstract that
I ain't on what y'all on man this is way beyond rap
Dont want a pat on the back
Or congratulations
Mastered Music conquer flows
I ain't had no pot to piss
But now I got that pot of gold
Runnin' to the register
(Ching Ching)
My money go
Pullin' off
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
Take what I wanted
Don't just chase it
I ain't stoppin till I see lights
Tell me what we doin
Tell the Dj gon insane
Bitch turn up this music
They tryna
These trials I’m gettin through them
With this music that I’m writing
I ain’t even touch six figures
Gotta get my bankroll bigger
Your bitch look like
as a loner, but 4L is like the lox, the way we locked in
Music, entertainment, get it lit it ain't no stoppin
Got different countries watchin', questionin' what
be gettin to this bag thank im stoppin you krazy
I stay in my own lane, pedal to the metal on cruise control
Music Turnt Up, let it sooth my soul.
hard like I'm d rose
I'm bout pull up at Shiro
I score ya bitch like a free throw
I'm bout to flex I'm in beast mode
There ain't no stoppin' I'm like
mean?)
God answers prayers, be back quicker than you think
Ain't it a trip how time fly by quicker than you blink?
Just rolled through our ghetto, it
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