Nonstop ft. prodby.Waste Lyrics

I'm still a young stunna, now we made it out that gutter

And I got too many people hit my phone up, world wonder

I'm on top of Giza, feel like Caesar

They call me up, do your feature

Frontpage magazine, ridin' in the back of limousines

Light it up like kerosine, hit and run, I'm never seen

I said it once before, I'm still iconic, jacket, Jimmy Dean

But I got me a cause, stay shoppin' fancy cars

I'm classic Bethovan or Bach, and maybe even Brahms

But I'm not three, I'm one, not done

Save my spot at the top, took an extra step had to do it for the fans

Reached above the podium

Loaded gun, live stock and barrel

Ballin' like Reggie with Carroll

I'm the commander and the chief

All up on you, green like Darrell

Cause I got more to prove

Cause I'm still on my grind

I'm sittin' at the table, hungry when it's dinner time

I made it to this moment

I made it to the top

I act like Drake without the ties, going nonstop

It's not Sunday, but I'm in my best, the suit and vest

I make 'em stop and stare like"Who is he?" but I digress

I'm on tangent like Bruce Banner

Life your knees up, MC Hammer

She a sucker for my style, all that glitz, glitz, and glamor

Glitz and glamor, got it on me, my chain be too icy

Sign on the dot like Nike

Spent a check on my balance, it's pricey

She better pull up in the Escalade, blackout windows, SUV

24 carats, 24 diamonds, I keep it classy, call me a king

Still with my crown in tact

Had many people stab my back

Wrote it before in some of my raps

Do it again, the weight of my past

But that ain't on my mental now we made it out

Proved 'em wrong, even myself

Still without a trace of doubt

Cause I got more to prove

Cause I'm still on my grind

I'm sittin' at the table, hungry when it's dinner time

I made it to this moment

I made it to the top

I act like Drake without the ties, going nonstop