Never Stop
It never stop
Got the police looking for me shoutout to the ops
Robbed too many people everybody want me shot
Caught too many stains I made it hotboy on my block
But that could never stop me I'm just switching up the spot
Married to the money I'm not fucking with these thots
Running up the racks until I feel my ankle pop
If I don't call you back it's cus I'm busy chasing guap
Insomniac, bitch I'm trapping round the clock
He wrote too many statements he gon end up in a bodybag
Fill my backwood up with cookies spark it then I body that
Rapping just like me I swear to god I got some copycats
I don't give a fuck though I don't got no time to lollygag
I'm too busy smoking loud pack till I pass out
I'm too busy drinking Hennessy till I blackout
Bad bitch all up on me and she twerking with her ass out
Ima beat that pussy up until she gotta tapout
Married to the money I'm not fucking with these thots
I don't understand why this shit be getting hot
Smoke another gram I could feel my eyes drop
Pop another xan I could feel time stop
The money keep coming but the bullshit never stop
The guala keep coming but the problems never stop
Haters keep hating but the haters always watch
Fuck the other side they be smoking crackrock
Fuck the opposition they be smoking on that crack
Ain't no competition when I'm hopping on the track
Cus the shit that I be spitting it be all facts
And all that shit that you be spitting it be all cap
All cap all cap bitch you better fallback
Keep lying to my face so I never callback callback callback bitch you better fallback
I don't got the time I can't waste it on a rat
They blowing up my line but I'm never calling back
They tryna say sorry but it's looking slow for that
Ain't no second chances all that shit is just a trap
The devil always dances so bitch I never lack
I'm ducking homicides but I keep a nine
Fuck a nine to five bitch I rather die
Be honest to the judge bitch I rather lie
Money make em change had to realize
They rather see me paralyzed than see me on my grind
Yo friends yo enemies they just wearing a disguise
They stabbed me in the back so they all got left behind
Told me that they loved me but I knew that they was lying
Married to the money I'm not fucking with these thots
I don't understand why this shit be getting hot
Smoke another gram I could feel my eyes drop
Pop another xan I could feel time stop
The money keep coming but the bullshit never stop
The guala keep coming but the problems never stop
Haters keep hating but the haters always watch
Fuck the opposition they be smoking crackrock
Got the police looking for me shoutout to the ops
Robbed too many people everybody want me shot
Caught too many stains I made it hotboy on my block
But that could never stop me I'm just switching up the spot
Married to the money I'm not fucking with these thots
Running up the racks until I feel my ankle pop
If I don't call you back it's cus I'm busy chasing guap
Insomniac, bitch I'm trapping round the clock
He wrote too many statements he gon end up in a bodybag
Fill my backwood up with cookies spark it then I body that
Rapping just like me I swear to god I got some copycats
I don't give a fuck though I don't got no time to lollygag
I'm too busy smoking loud pack till I pass out
I'm too busy drinking Hennessy till I blackout
Bad bitch all up on me and she twerking with her ass out
Ima beat that pussy up until she gotta tapout
Married to the money I'm not fucking with these thots
I don't understand why this shit be getting hot
Smoke another gram I could feel my eyes drop
Pop another xan I could feel time stop
The money keep coming but the bullshit never stop
The guala keep coming but the problems never stop
Haters keep hating but the haters always watch
Fuck the other side they be smoking crackrock
Fuck the opposition they be smoking on that crack
Ain't no competition when I'm hopping on the track
Cus the shit that I be spitting it be all facts
And all that shit that you be spitting it be all cap
All cap all cap bitch you better fallback
Keep lying to my face so I never callback callback callback bitch you better fallback
I don't got the time I can't waste it on a rat
They blowing up my line but I'm never calling back
They tryna say sorry but it's looking slow for that
Ain't no second chances all that shit is just a trap
The devil always dances so bitch I never lack
I'm ducking homicides but I keep a nine
Fuck a nine to five bitch I rather die
Be honest to the judge bitch I rather lie
Money make em change had to realize
They rather see me paralyzed than see me on my grind
Yo friends yo enemies they just wearing a disguise
They stabbed me in the back so they all got left behind
Told me that they loved me but I knew that they was lying
Married to the money I'm not fucking with these thots
I don't understand why this shit be getting hot
Smoke another gram I could feel my eyes drop
Pop another xan I could feel time stop
The money keep coming but the bullshit never stop
The guala keep coming but the problems never stop
Haters keep hating but the haters always watch
Fuck the opposition they be smoking crackrock
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Writer(s): Eric Djambazov
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