No Turning Back Now
I'm like a juggernaut!
Once I get some momentum
Goin' I'll never stop
Ain't no stalling or crawlin'
I'm reachin' for the top
It just keep callin' and callin'
Like it's my only spot
I've been taught by Ra like bane
I'm boutta slaughter
And any rapper that want it
Watch their bars splatter
In my town it's goin' down
Like it's Gotham, a showdown
The bomb is mobile
Now here comes
The count down
Five, four, three two, one
Zero to sixty no burnout
Cuz I'll stick around
For quite a while
I'm taking out the mumble style
Projectiles that I'm spitin' out
Go through em just like
Hollowrounds
Now bow down to my style
Sounds from the underground
I'm that weapon x rapper
Bringin' that extravaganza
All ya haters better back up
Got you in my rear view Camera
If I reverse I'mma smack ya, I'mma Crack ya, I'mma tax ya
For the damage to my bumper
Aflac couldn't get your back
For this one pay up Mothafucka!
This is my life
And I can never turn back
Once you grab the mic
You better make it pass the gap
That they lined up
For you and the Ones that got Your back
Look at 'em They're waiting
For your failure or Success
This is my life
And I can never turn back
Once you grab the mic
You better make it pass the gap
That they lined up
For you and the Ones that got Your back
Look at 'em They're waiting
For your failure or Success
All I wanna be is Successful
Not to impress hoes
To invest more
Gotta get more
Load that ammo
Goin' in like Rambo
No more payin' rent bro
What the fuck's a landlord!
I walk with my pants off
If I really want to
I talk with the speaker on
Antonio Montana fool
I wake with my dick swoll
I keep me a nympho
She pink like pepto bismol
I'm burning rubber in her
Like a G-T-R Nismo
I press her right buttons
You can say I got the gizmo
I got it set on sick mode
Ya'll know Ya'll feel this dick Stroke
My haters get the deathstroke
Murder she wrote, oh
You didn't know I'm bout that flow
You didn't know I'm bout them
O's
Behind the comma, should've known
They're askin' who this dude
In the second verse
Same one from the first
Let your mind swerve
Turn, burst, hit the curve
M-X-L give em thirst
M-X-L quench that thirst
This is my life
And I can never turn back
Once you grab the mic
You better make it pass the gap
That they lined up
For you and the Ones that got Your back
Look at 'em They're waiting
For your failure or Success
This is my life
And I can never turn back
Once you grab the mic
You better make it pass the gap
That they lined up
For you and the Ones that got Your back
Look at 'em They're waiting
For your failure or Success
Once I get some momentum
Goin' I'll never stop
Ain't no stalling or crawlin'
I'm reachin' for the top
It just keep callin' and callin'
Like it's my only spot
I've been taught by Ra like bane
I'm boutta slaughter
And any rapper that want it
Watch their bars splatter
In my town it's goin' down
Like it's Gotham, a showdown
The bomb is mobile
Now here comes
The count down
Five, four, three two, one
Zero to sixty no burnout
Cuz I'll stick around
For quite a while
I'm taking out the mumble style
Projectiles that I'm spitin' out
Go through em just like
Hollowrounds
Now bow down to my style
Sounds from the underground
I'm that weapon x rapper
Bringin' that extravaganza
All ya haters better back up
Got you in my rear view Camera
If I reverse I'mma smack ya, I'mma Crack ya, I'mma tax ya
For the damage to my bumper
Aflac couldn't get your back
For this one pay up Mothafucka!
This is my life
And I can never turn back
Once you grab the mic
You better make it pass the gap
That they lined up
For you and the Ones that got Your back
Look at 'em They're waiting
For your failure or Success
This is my life
And I can never turn back
Once you grab the mic
You better make it pass the gap
That they lined up
For you and the Ones that got Your back
Look at 'em They're waiting
For your failure or Success
All I wanna be is Successful
Not to impress hoes
To invest more
Gotta get more
Load that ammo
Goin' in like Rambo
No more payin' rent bro
What the fuck's a landlord!
I walk with my pants off
If I really want to
I talk with the speaker on
Antonio Montana fool
I wake with my dick swoll
I keep me a nympho
She pink like pepto bismol
I'm burning rubber in her
Like a G-T-R Nismo
I press her right buttons
You can say I got the gizmo
I got it set on sick mode
Ya'll know Ya'll feel this dick Stroke
My haters get the deathstroke
Murder she wrote, oh
You didn't know I'm bout that flow
You didn't know I'm bout them
O's
Behind the comma, should've known
They're askin' who this dude
In the second verse
Same one from the first
Let your mind swerve
Turn, burst, hit the curve
M-X-L give em thirst
M-X-L quench that thirst
This is my life
And I can never turn back
Once you grab the mic
You better make it pass the gap
That they lined up
For you and the Ones that got Your back
Look at 'em They're waiting
For your failure or Success
This is my life
And I can never turn back
Once you grab the mic
You better make it pass the gap
That they lined up
For you and the Ones that got Your back
Look at 'em They're waiting
For your failure or Success
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Ruiz
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