producedbymagz - who stopping me? lyrics
(hook: magz)
i might go blow a bag, bust down the wrist
who finna stop me
i might go f_ck around cash out on whips
who finna stop me
ima say f_ck off y’all acting like kids
who finna stop me
ima keep going i stay on my sh_t
who finna stop me
(verse 1: magz)
how many times you gon tell me im terrible
acting like its gonna stop me
living the dream i got just what i want
you know im younger than 20
do what you doing
and keep worrying bout me
and ima keep counting this money
hungry for power
im going and going
f_ck doing this sh_t all for nothing
im on a new wave im surfing
and you in the way
who the f_ck you think you is
think theres a way to get into the game
with no talent
go recheck your bluprints
number one running i been at the top
with no helping b_tch i thought you knew this
used to not f_ck with the music
i looked in the mirror said f_ck it lets do it
now im just tryna go travel the atlas
and see the whole world for myself
im tired of being told my time will come
and being put up on a shelf
im on a rise im on a rise
playing the cards i was dealt
you can go find me inside the studio
adding more change to my wealth
i might go blow a bag bust down the wrist
who finna stop me
i might go f_ck around cash out on whips
who finna stop me
ima say f_ck off y’all acting like kids
who finna stop me
ima keep going i stay on my sh_t
who finna stop me
(verse 2: magz)
i walk in the building, i’m drippin’ in fashion
i just keep bringing the cash in
i’m tryna whip cars that the fastest
i’m talkin’ that ‘rari arachnid
i been through the scuffles
i been through the battles
i’m ready when y’all want the beefin’
i said it before and i’ll say it again
but y’all just keep changing like seasons
aye
i should’ve came at y’all before
yeah my shoulder got angels and demons
i’m loading my clip and its itching to empty
so p_ssy don’t give me a reason
i am up next in the nine so shut up if you thinking different
there’s all these rappers inside of the land
i ain’t scared of anyone in it
y’all talkin’ on twitter and bringing the heat
but in person y’all really ain’t with it
if clout and attention is all that you chasin’
don’t talk about handling business
roll up a swisher i’m puffin on clouds
high in the back of the ‘burban
hop out i’m looking right up at the stars
windows up closing the curtains
aye
(hook: magz)
i might go blow a bag, bust down the wrist
who finna stop me
i might go f_ck around cash out on whips
who finna stop me
ima say f_ck off y’all acting like kids
who finna stop me
ima keep going i stay on my sh_t
who finna stop me
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