Dont Stop

Applying pressure till my casket drops
All eyes on me
SO All eyes on me
Applying pressure till my casket drops
All eyes on me
All this thugging got me feeling like pac

I'm a slave to this game but i hustle with my soul
I'm slang all this cane or get with my flow
I got so much bread got to get it off the floor
Like young yezzy said nigga and get it off the floor
If I reap what I sold well I'm getting a moe
I hustle hard sell crake just to get that doe
The Mac a break them down like scaffolds when the wind blows
But watch your bitch go low like shorty limbo
Who is that peeking out my window
It's the AR that spray y'all
These nigga's acting tough don't quit your day job player
I really meant to play player
I got them calling NASA in this bitch the way I takeoff
I'll see you later alligator your boy stay fly aviator hater
The streets saved by the bell niggas call me Slater
It's a Sure thing y'all gonna fall back by all means
I bring flavor to the rice like I'm Goya beans
I flood tracks like New Orleans
I'm knocking nigga's off their feet am morphine
And when it comes to the beef they stiff like starch jeans
I scheme if they all scream
My eyes gleam off of sticky green
I seem to be lost in the light so try to find me
Cause I shine bright like high beams
A dirty nigga could get washed up laundry
You Try to harm me nigga I'm the wrong G
I'm token guns loading clips like the army
Ya nigga's all comedian like Ron G
You spit fire my flows water
Y'all nigga's smoke nicks i smoke quarters
You nigga's is food A straight order
In order for you to make moves ya niggas see fake dudes
Lame dudes be the same dudes say that it ain't you
Always taking credit for some shit that they do
I'm smoking weed with to freak and some grey goose
Shots from the canon have you sleeping with angels
You fucking with the wrong god nigga like Jesus
Three bands on some Yeezy's don't get start with some space boots
So stop acting tough before your ass get duff
Them boys Snitchin' when they ass in cuffs
They so ass when they blast the duck
But I'm standing right there nigga to watch they ass get plucked
I'll beat the ass and don't think that's enough
Your boy crazy like to crashing trucks
I hear you talking but I'm smashing like Thot
I'm taking off like an astronaut either you ass or not
You letting off or you passin' the Glock
Applying pressure to my casket drop
All this thuggin' got me feeling like pac

SO All eyes on me
Applying pressure till my casket drops
All eyes on me
SO All eyes on me
Applying pressure till my casket drops
All eyes on me
All this thugging got me feeling like pac
BITCH



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Writer(s): Raul Morales J.r
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