Quit for what Lyrics

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Don't try to slow me down please don't even try to stop me

I ran this beat fucked off her track and my flow I walked it

Seen money counters counted up so much it get exhausted

I'm really rolling bank deposit really stuck on often

I'm flossing retros saucing crossing me is not gone halt me

You lost me when you thought the right move was to go and cross me

Austin was the first time I knew travel would be often

Bitch what you thought you doing in my pockets huh shopping (The fuck)

I see through fuck shit and bullllshit my mindset different

My style, yea my style yea it raise her spirits

Hearing me is different when you here that it's coherent

With some things that's interfering, make you think the end is nearing

I been, not veering in my lane not tripping

Fingers itching, eye twitching, I see money

Ima get it

And old habits back I ain't change don't get it twisted or conflicted

Can't restrict me from my style I can't script it

They can't hang with me inside they mind they is contradicted

Nigga what

Man I know what the fuck I said

I'm controversial but commercial Ion need no rehearsal

I Got the game in a chokehold and it don't got a reversal

I be chilling by myself I barely fit in my own circle

You let hoes spend yo bread how you let these hoes work you

I hear a beat that go too crazy and I say it's nice to murk you

Smoking on the Purple Urkel, kush smell up in my shirt too

We up forever Ima get shit jumping like a hurdle

Man quit for what (For what)

I rep the funk and don't give a fuck (A fuck)

I still don't, forever won't let the fuck up

I'm rolling up

And sticking on my pivot not slippin'

I'm on some UGK shit big pimpin'

Nigga

Ight niggas done fucked up now