Skilla Baby – Can’t Stop Lyrics

 

Can’t Stop Lyrics by Skilla Baby

 

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1 AM LA TIME

n***** always wanna ride at the end
If you ain’t down with me, you cannot be my man’s.
If you spin and that n**** still alive go again
[?] you can see it in my grin
I’m a seven figure n**** now I’m trying to make it 10

Gotta stay away from n***** that don’t wanna see you win
Bitches love fucking on me, I ain’t stingy I’ll spend
N***** always tough as hell until we put him in that bin
Everybody really on that till a n**** end up dead
Everybody riding with you till you get hit in your head
Got some n***** riding with me, that’ll spend every time
If a n**** play with me, they know I’m spending every dime.

Ever since that, one shit happened, I got murder on my mind.
Labels say they got some M’S from me. I just got a sign
N**** all my bitches is fine
N**** all my whips foreign
Look like I should go to prime
Shoot the AK out the window man, this bitch sound like a bomb.
Got a whole lot of money. I ain’t got no time.

I was getting money when my favorite rapper was the line.
She don’t really know me but she keep on calling me Trayvon.
I can’t believe I got Rich friend.
I franchise now.
I used to do the six man.
These n***** trying to take me under like the quicksand
saying man the balls got me balling like a piston.
I’m giving free game, you just gotta listen
All this money got my mind blown.
There’s be so many n***** dead before mine Gone.

Coach Skilla send blicks from a different time zone.
I never come outside again without my pole
Fucking drum on that FN n****.
Let’s rock roll
real hood Rat n***** still get socked up.
Come on, all this violence.
Got my head hurting,
Spinning a N**** block til I’m tired now my man’s lurking
Swing the chop, like OsamaI don’t wear time.
She say she don’t think I got no feelings but I swear I’m hurting

It’s so hard to be a young n****.
It’s so hard to stay out my feelings.
It’s so hard for me to stop spinning.
No percs.
Still super gremlin
It’s so hard to be a young n**** when you coming from the murda [?]

I was raised around all killers
it’s a hard for us to stop killing
Gettiing money, fuck bad bitches
Fuck hoes, mind my business

We gone rob we not stealing
You either a criminal or a witness