[Intro]
Vinny, my name's Vinny
Vinny?
Vinny Bag O' Donuts
How are ya?

[Chorus]
Ayy, they can't stop me
They can't hold me (They can't hold me)
Two-fold, bitch, I'm great like Kobe (I'm the greatest)
You ain't gang, you remind me of the police (You the po')
At the top, yeah, I been, it get lonely (It get lonely)
I'm a real n***a, no, you can't hold me (No, you can't)
If I ain't fuck, then you know she fucked brodie (Fucked the gang)
Got the mask, got the gloves, got the stoley (We got the—)
Remember when I had tales in the Rollie

[Verse 1]
Ayy, think about the past, it's a blast what we did (Thinkin' back)
Richer than yo' pops, yeah, you should've been my kids
Get indicted, n***a, take them guns out the flicks
We ain't fightin', you know I'm really cold with the stick (Bah-bah)
I ain't lying, I'm just living so my kids straight (So my kids straight)
If yo' circle think broke then that's deadweight (Then that's deadweight)
If you see me out of town, I was doubling (Double, double, double)
Don't believe the hype, these n***as balling off settlements (Them n***as broke)
This shit ain't fun when you don't got yo' real n***as wit' you (Where my real n***as?)
Like when my real n***as gone, I'm left with fake n***as (Ayy, free my real n***as)
That's why I don't tell my stories 'cause it's pain in 'em
I promise if they ever play it then they can't hear 'em (You know a hit)
To tell the truth, man, them n***as ain't gon' ride for you (Ayy)
To tell the truth before the truth, they gon' lie to you (That's facts)
I'm the truth and I ain't gon' lie to you (No cap)
Before I tell you to ride, n***a, I'ma ride wit' you
[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2]
And you can't die with this money, I blow this shit on lean
I blow it with my family, I blow it on my dreams
These n***as really forced my hand so I left him on the scene
Before I met a lot of n***as, they was only sippin' green
Get yo' cash up, my cash been up
When you get some money, you know life get realer
You was hangin' with some snakes, I was hanging with gorillas
If we talkin' 'bout that paper, a lot of n***as don't get it
You could do anything you put yo' mind to
Fake love feeling real, I was blind to
Hard work paid off, what the grind do
Bitch, I turned a milli down, ask (Ask Ghazi)

[Outro]
Ayy, they can't stop me
They can't hold me
Two-fold, bitch, I'm— like Kobe
You ain't gang, you remind me of the—
At the top, yeah, I been, it get—
I'm a real n***a, no, you can't hold me
If I ain't—, then you know she fucked—
Got the mask, got the—, got the—
Remember when I had tales in the Rollie? (Yeah)
Think about the past, it's a blast what we did
Get indicted, n***a, take them guns out the flicks