Can't Stop
Let me see, let me see
Let me see, let me see what's going on, what do I see
Feeling like I'm at the top
Top of the morning
Top of my game
I mean, I just can't stop for real
Young Guap, lane switching
Always talking change, spittin' game
To the same chicken heads that used to play with me
One spot, keep a main with me
Make my brain dizzy
Brain frisbee, I'm in sane
Ticking 'til the flame ending
I explode
I'm on fire mode, you in a dire mode
I'm residing low
If I expose, these kids get snotty nose
Tie a rope, 'round these niggas necks
They hype is dying slow
I'm a pro
I just handle business while you popping yours
I got soul
Not just nappy fro, I'm smooth like Nat King Cole
Baby said she been waiting on me to come and snatch her soul
I don't cross the line, I memorize it then enact my role
That's just how this chapter goes
Jersey's in the rafters though
I got that old mattress flow
Flipping these words I wrote
Soon as it start to sink in, harder to keep on sleepin
Goin hard as ever, weekdays just like the weekends
Hardly can ever see friends
Real ones know that I'm deep in
Top notch
I can not stop, can't waste my watch
Shot clock
Ticking nonstop
Shoot my shot, drop
Hot spot
I'm in my zone, you can not block
I just lit the stove top
Cookin'
Ball like Calvin Cambridge
Young and dangerous when I came in
All this work is daily
No vacations, all my days in
All this dedication turn to payments, now its Wayne-ing (Raining)
I'm so out the loop, its comical how I was way in (Wayans)
Lion in the booth but I'm the truth, this aint no play pen
Niggas hatin cause they baby loose, she get some straightening
I don't want no smoke, she back to you just when I say when
Then, its back to business
Can't let birds distract the business, I know
I'm bout the bag so my eyes locked with a laser on it
Step in front of that, you're a target
Now I'm just saving money
Yeah, call that a one stop shop
I handle business, you get in it then that boy chop chop
Cause this that
Top Notch
I can not stop, can't waste my watch
Shot clock
Ticking nonstop
Shoot my shot, drop
Hot spot
I'm in my in my zone, you can not block
I just lit the stove top
Cookin'
Let me see, let me see what's going on, what do I see
Feeling like I'm at the top
Top of the morning
Top of my game
I mean, I just can't stop for real
Young Guap, lane switching
Always talking change, spittin' game
To the same chicken heads that used to play with me
One spot, keep a main with me
Make my brain dizzy
Brain frisbee, I'm in sane
Ticking 'til the flame ending
I explode
I'm on fire mode, you in a dire mode
I'm residing low
If I expose, these kids get snotty nose
Tie a rope, 'round these niggas necks
They hype is dying slow
I'm a pro
I just handle business while you popping yours
I got soul
Not just nappy fro, I'm smooth like Nat King Cole
Baby said she been waiting on me to come and snatch her soul
I don't cross the line, I memorize it then enact my role
That's just how this chapter goes
Jersey's in the rafters though
I got that old mattress flow
Flipping these words I wrote
Soon as it start to sink in, harder to keep on sleepin
Goin hard as ever, weekdays just like the weekends
Hardly can ever see friends
Real ones know that I'm deep in
Top notch
I can not stop, can't waste my watch
Shot clock
Ticking nonstop
Shoot my shot, drop
Hot spot
I'm in my zone, you can not block
I just lit the stove top
Cookin'
Ball like Calvin Cambridge
Young and dangerous when I came in
All this work is daily
No vacations, all my days in
All this dedication turn to payments, now its Wayne-ing (Raining)
I'm so out the loop, its comical how I was way in (Wayans)
Lion in the booth but I'm the truth, this aint no play pen
Niggas hatin cause they baby loose, she get some straightening
I don't want no smoke, she back to you just when I say when
Then, its back to business
Can't let birds distract the business, I know
I'm bout the bag so my eyes locked with a laser on it
Step in front of that, you're a target
Now I'm just saving money
Yeah, call that a one stop shop
I handle business, you get in it then that boy chop chop
Cause this that
Top Notch
I can not stop, can't waste my watch
Shot clock
Ticking nonstop
Shoot my shot, drop
Hot spot
I'm in my in my zone, you can not block
I just lit the stove top
Cookin'
Credits
Writer(s): Coby Myles
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