Ain't Never Slowing Down

Baby wheels turnin', I ain't never slowin' down Gold in my grill, when I smile that's a grill Came up from the bottom, now they love to see me Pressure made -diamonds, I been a real one -Ayy, smokin' 600 flames on the PJ lines On my trail so I really don't be on the freeway Never cared for all the he say, she say Check my accounts, all them bitches say he paid Come from 600 but he triple D made Oh, she want me, she notice in Heelys Said I wouldn't do it, might go cop a G Thang Pull up and stunt while they whisper why he came I go Balenci', too rich to wear Fendi It's word on the street that them boys tryna get me It's cool, they can move how they like but it's risky That bitch on me in every city These niggas is peons pourin' they piss PPP, that's when they was the richest Your ass 'bout to send it 600 to 6 At Haven, you might as well say we the biggest I done killed everything got in my way From depression to lies and them fuck niggas hate Had to cut niggas off, most them niggas was shaky and broke And I put bread in every hand Shit, I still got watches with both of them hands Tell the states and my partners who gone and they can't This fuck 12, they can't stop us, we stuck to the plan EBE, everybody gon' eat in the clan

Yeah, I know how it feel, yeah, I know how it go When you shot to the sky but you came from the floor Could've made more but I split with the bro I just tip for my bitch, I'm so cool on a ho Life be so lit, you don't even wanna sleep Trap work so hard, you don't even wanna blink McLaren the coat, this a hood nigga mink When you really the wave, you can't fit in the sink I just kept rappin', they weren't showin' love Fucked all them hoes, I won't go to the club Brodie back in the hood, he ran off on a plug That one all love for me got this shit out the mud Know it's hard for a nigga tryna get up the slope Maybach through the hood, I'm just givin' 'em hope

Heard that my daddy got caught on the dope It's fucked up that I'm sellin' this dope tryna cope I left right off a play and hopped right in a coupe With like eighty some K in this bitch, it's acute Fuck up that pay tryna do what I do Out the store, bought a play and a R, it's a ooh Far from the hood, I'm somewhere in the hills No one can pray how a young nigga live Hundred K in a day, I gave my ho the chills I done fucked up that pay tryna run up some M's

Baby wheels turnin', I ain't never slowin' down

Gold in my grill, when I smile that's a grill Came up from the bottom, now they love to see me Pressure made diamonds, I been a real one