30 Stopz

Welcome to Slab Rider, Righteous Mezz
30 stops to get this rock, on the block
16 shots in this hot, police Glock
Jackers plot at the spot, by my cot
1000 G's of this pot, all top
I protect every single thing that I've got
We are not going to stop till I pop
We are not going to stop till I pop
We are not going to stop till I pop

I did the dirt by myself, because snitching don't help
Collecting these pelts, another notch in my belt
Demanding my respect, standing so erect
I been working so hard how could I ever flex
Never let me stress, reminder of what's next
More O's on a check, cars for me to wreck
New studio tech, maybe on a jet
You can keep the rest, I just need my deck
Hands on treks, complex threats
This my last chance, to stomp these ants
Follow up with rants, action over cant's
Life without a stamp, still certified champ

30 stops to get this rock, on the block
16 shots in this hot, police Glock
Jackers plot at the spot, by my cot
1000 G's of this pot, all top
I protect every single thing that I've got
We are not going to stop till I pop
We are not going to stop till I pop
We are not going to stop till I pop

Gripping the wheel with both hands
Through the sand, I didn't wreck yet
Kept asking me for more bands
To live, so I kept a check
Get it built from my hands, with dignity and respect
I'm trying to stay on the program, otherwise I am showing neglect
Telling me to slow down, I burn fast like cigarettes
I don't need your permission, to pursue what I expect
All these hustlers fibbing, when I would be breaking bread
Didn't nobody tell y'all, curiosity killed the cat
I'm ripping through the thrax, trying to keep my mind in tact
You do not know the difference between a stack and a rack
Between a quack and a mac, between a tack and a pack
PTSD got me shaking back, aw facts
Grab a pot for the drop, make it lock, so it rock
Grab a mop for the spot, they got popped off top
I'm a nonstop shop, showing off my vox
Put a dot on the lot, before my tot got boxed

30 stops to get this rock, on the block
16 shots in this hot, police Glock
Jackers plot at the spot, by my cot
1000 G's of this pot, all top
I protect every single thing that I've got
We are not going to stop till I pop
We are not going to stop till I pop
We are not going to stop till I pop

I do my best to look out, they still slide through the cracks
Race sprinters vision, I can barely relax
Changing my decisions, so I don't stay the max
Know I been the victim, but I never been the rat
Eating up my breakfast, pretend it's more than cat
Booty big as Texas, I'm hitting it from the back
Righteous on my necklace, Mezz up in my stash
Slab riding shotgun, guess I done got attached
Are you just like me, why you fighting me
Huffing and puffing, you missing something
You doing nothing, then get from round me
I'm still struggling, and you just like me
Polish the gun, I keep my rifling
I ain't got time to do no fighting, 30 shotz



Credits
Writer(s): Hunter Servais, Utility Beats
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