Stop it

Im so Tired of the bullshit, tired of the hate

Sit back and take it, push through don't leave it to fate

What's the point of explaining, if none of y'all listen anyway

Bittersweet melancholy running cold through my veins

Y'all Don't Get it, and probably never will

One second it's off fore I get it on, I'm ill at will

Ain't no braking needed when ya car lost its wheels

Wutup bruh, let's get it the fuck on

Been killing this shit for way too fuckin long

808 vibes got me trippin, different day, different song

All Eyez on me, my soundtrack, I ain't scared to get it on

Go left, I go right, I'm right you wrong

Get in where you fit in, word is bond,

Revenge is best served cold, so I

walk away whistling, lookin at the sky like

Stop it, stop it, pronto

Stop it, stop it pronto

(Want Them)

Abstrakt, come thru wit a backpack and a snapback

Did you catch that?

Where the hash at, yo you better pass that

Hit it til I cash that, yo you better catchup

Backtrack, when I come wit attack raps

Cuz I'm on the fast track, gotta get my racks stacks

That's that!

I stop then I go, I rock n I roll, I'm locked in a mode

I lost the control, it's the cost for the role

Drop hot wit the flow, cuz I gotta get that dough

And I gotta keep it going and you already know

That I knock it out the park like Bambino

They look at me crazy like "damn he's loc'd"

That Denver City Bandit wit a bad ego

You never see me slackin', always have to go, forward

Do another one like "man he's dope!"

Stop it, stop it, pronto

Stop it, stop it pronto

(Want Them)