
No One Can Stop Us Young Gliss (Ft. Jon Connor, Just Shawn, Killer Mike, Lo Keys & Prodigy)
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[Chorus: Just Shawn]
No brakes, running at 'em, full steam coming at 'em
If they hate they gunnin' at 'em
No one can stop us now
No one can stop us now
Got my whole team on it, go 'head, scheme on it
[?]
No one can stop us now
No one can stop us now
[Verse 1: [?]]
Uh
I'm on a mission to get rich quicker
We did it all up on our own and now I'm that nigga
Top five in the city, but they ain't get the picture
But fuck it, life's a bitch, my nigga, and I'ma lift her
Over my shoulder, sister, show you I can hold her
All up on my own, homie, check out my composure, but
No one can stop us, man, that's just nonsense
We got it locked, to see us you need binoculars
We in the cloud, smoking loud with your bitch
Got her doing things that'd make you feel sick
And 'cause I'm balling like LeBron I'm the first pick
But we gon' pass it like batons when [?]
Lyrically extortion, these other [?] forfeit
Man, I be shitting on you rappers only kicking game
Don't make me trigger happy rapper, 'cause I'm good with aim
So tell them other rappers chill 'fore I say they name
No brakes, running at 'em, full steam coming at 'em
If they hate they gunnin' at 'em
No one can stop us now
No one can stop us now
Got my whole team on it, go 'head, scheme on it
[?]
No one can stop us now
No one can stop us now
[Verse 1: [?]]
Uh
I'm on a mission to get rich quicker
We did it all up on our own and now I'm that nigga
Top five in the city, but they ain't get the picture
But fuck it, life's a bitch, my nigga, and I'ma lift her
Over my shoulder, sister, show you I can hold her
All up on my own, homie, check out my composure, but
No one can stop us, man, that's just nonsense
We got it locked, to see us you need binoculars
We in the cloud, smoking loud with your bitch
Got her doing things that'd make you feel sick
And 'cause I'm balling like LeBron I'm the first pick
But we gon' pass it like batons when [?]
Lyrically extortion, these other [?] forfeit
Man, I be shitting on you rappers only kicking game
Don't make me trigger happy rapper, 'cause I'm good with aim
So tell them other rappers chill 'fore I say they name
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