Who Gon Stop Me

(I can't stop)

(I can't stop)

This is something like the Holocaust

Millions of our people lost

Bow our heads and pray to the Lord

'Til I die I'm a fuckin' ball

Now who gon' stop me?

Who gon' stop me huh?

Who gon' stop me?

Who gon' stop me huh?

Black cards, black cars

Black on black, black broads

Whole lotta money in a black bag

Black strap, you know what that's for?

Who gon' stop me huh?

Who gon' stop me huh?

Yeah, who gon' stop me?

No brakes

I need State Farm

So many watches I need eight arms

One neck but got eight charms

Who gon' stop me huh?

**** talkin', they bitch made

Ix-nay off my dicks-nay

That's pig-Latin, itch-bay

Who gon' stop me huh?

Last night ain't go so well

Got kicked up out the hotel

Got a little freaky like Marvin Albert

Yes! Tell Howard Cosell

You just a commentator

If you get me paper

Everybody I know from the hood got common haters

In some relations

You just supposed to say none

Heard she fucked the doorman

Well that's cool I fucked the waitress

Heard Yeezy was racist

Well I guess it's on one basis

I only like green faces

This is something like the Holocaust

Millions of our people lost

Bow our heads and pray to the Lord

'Til I die I'm a fuckin' ball

Now who gon' stop me?

Who gon' stop me huh?

Who gon' stop me?

Who gon' stop me huh?

Black cards, black cars

Black on black, black broads

Whole lotta money in a black bag

Black strap, you know what that's for

Y'all weed purple

My money purple

Y'all Steve Urkel

I'm Oprah circle

I wrote the verse

That I hope will hurt you

Who gon' stop me huh?

Beat the odds

Beat the feds

It wouldn't be wise to bet against the kid

Start me broke

I bet I get rich

Night shift

Six to six

Gimme one shot

One pot

I'll show up in all white wearing no socks

No ceiling

New coupe

They know I'm a dope boy

They don't have no proof

I'm three steps removed

I know how to move

It's looking like I don't know how to lose

I'm winning again

I'm at the Wynn

I'm at the table

I'm gambling

Lucky lefty

I expect a seven

I went through hell

I'm expecting heaven

I'm owed

'cause I'm dough

And I stuck to the G-code

I'm here, oh yeah

I promise I ain't going nowhere

Okay here

Like a hare

Like a rabbit

I like karats

I'm allergic to having bunny ears

Like broke

Like nope

Like ha

I ain't no joke

I can't be stopped

Like nope

Like nope

Extend the beat Noah

Two seats in the 9-11, uh

No limit on the black card, ah

Told y'all I was gonna go HAM, uh

To the ocean was my backyard, eh

No lies in my verses, hey

Please pardon all the curses, hey

Shit gotta come some way, fuck

When you growing up worthless, uh

Middle finger to my old life, uh

Special shout out to my old head, uh

If it wasn't for your advice, uh

A **** woulda been so dead, uh

I'm living life 'til these **** kill me

Turn this up if you **** feel me

I'm riding dirty trying to get filthy

Pablo Picasso, Rothkos, Rilkes

Graduated to the MoMA

And I did all of this without a diploma

Graduated from the corner

Y'all can play me for a muhfuckin' fool if you wanna

Street smart and I'm book smart

Coulda been a chemist 'cause I cook smart

Only thing that can stop me is me, hey

And I'm a stop when the hook start

Hold up

This is something like the Holocaust

Millions of our people lost

Bow our heads and pray to the Lord

'Til I die, I'm a fuckin' ball

Now who gon' stop me?

Who gon' stop me huh?

Who gon' stop me?

Who gon' stop me huh?

Black cards, black cars

Black on black, black broads

Whole lotta money in a black bag

Black strap, you know what that's for