[Verse 1: Philthy Rich]
Actvis, no Nighquill
Up here's how the top feel
Pop n***as, I don't pop pills
40 P's, I gotta crop still
These rappers n***as, still not real
Them diamonds on them, they are not real
Designer jeans, got a knot still
But I keep enough to get your block killed
I'm in the D, me and Paid Will
Broke n***a, we don't make deals
Took ten out of [?]
Ruth's Chris for a steak meal
Bad bitch got on red heels
[?]
A hundred thousand [?]
I sip syrup, I don't sell [?]
[?] that's the Bentley Truck
Baby mama need a tummy tuck
High tech in my double cup
I call the play, my n***as huddle up
About this paper, I'ma run it up
N***as hated on a n***a coming up
Make a bitch suck a hundred nuts
These VS1's, no diamond cuts
Play with me, I don't think you dumb enough
Well, you better go and dig your brother up
Bad bitch, she wanna cuddle up
It's cold, any streets, you better bundle up
In the hood, you get your bundle up
N***as took it from you, and they made your cut
Your ex n***a, just a runner up
He ain't on my level, he ain't made enough
It's Philthy
[Chorus: BandGang Paid Will]
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still in the hood
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still with the wolves
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still feeling good
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
This shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still in the dhood
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still with the wolves
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still feeling good
N***a, this shit dont' stop
N***a, this shit don't stop

[Verse 2: BandGang Paid Will]
They say word around town, Paid the youngest with that shit in
I be all around the Mittin, with them killers, I push your shit in
Put my life on the line, so many times to get them blue bills
Yeah I got the trap scortching, bitch, been banging since we moved [?]
[?] pull that [?] out, [?] brung that K out
Bitch, my whole hood love me, I'm that n***a they don't play 'bout
Have brodie ship that weight out
Racks hid up in the safe house
Same n***a since the playground
Hit an opp with a K round
Dozing off while I'm on the flight
Switching states up overnight
You living poor, get your paper right
Counting this, it might take a night
Reaching once, we gon' take your life
I mean it, n***a, I ain't saying it twice
This life I live, ain't nothing nice
You want me gone, better come right
Motherfucker
[Chorus: BandGang Paid Will]
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still in the hood
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still with the wolves
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still feeling good
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
This shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still in the dhood
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still with the wolves
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still feeling good
N***a, this shit dont' stop
N***a, this shit don't stop

[Verse 3: Peezy]
This shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
41 don't tick or tock
Ask about Peezy, n***a, I been getting to it, Ghetto Boys got this shit on lock
What you wanna do?
Let a n***a take my chain
You can bet a whole n***a get popped
Sipping on juice, yeah, I'm finna pour my drank
Gotta hit the store and get me a pop
Shout out to the junkies, shout out to the dope fiends
N***a, 'cause they motherfucking saved my life
Was a young n***a, standing outside with the sack, motherfucker, damn near all night
Running through bitches, yeah, I fucked half of the city, n***a, I don't really need no wife
All about a check, all about a check, my n***a, like a fresh pare of all white Nikes
From the bay to the D, Ghetto Boys, F.O.D., We the new motherfucking Death Ro
Gotta plug in the K, I still pay 18 a piece, so a n***a really never at home
Just pull up on me, if you wanna discuss business, n***a, I don't really talk on no phones
Let a n***a play me, play around, one of my dawgs, you can bet a fuck n***a it's on
Motherfucker
[Chorus: BandGang Paid Will]
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still in the hood
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still with the wolves
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still feeling good
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
This shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still in the dhood
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still with the wolves
N***a, this shit don't stop
N***a, this shit don't stop
I'm still feeling good
N***a, this shit dont' stop
N***a, this shit don't stop