[Intro]

(Nothin's gonna stop, nothin’s gonna stop, nothin's gonna stop me, me)

[Verse 1: Sam Wright Coastal]

I've been lyrically backflippin

Rappin’ like my cash got no limits

And I'm spittin' somethin' different

And I'm whippin' something slicker than the city

A pretty mothafucker like I'm part of the mob

And killin mothafuckers is just part of the job

It gets ominous dog

It should be obvious but really that's the problem with y’all

And I don’t wanna get involved

But I've found that I have to

Two sicker half truths

3 sicko white dudes and white bitches

Fake ass attitudes

And they stay switchin’

They act a certain way

I can't believe that it's different

To be continued...