[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...