[Intro: Levitti & B-Legit]
Mmm, yeah
("Ain't nobody gon' stop me, mayne")
Yeah
("Ain't nobody gon' stop me")
Can't stop me now
("Ain't nobody gon' stop me, mayne")
Can't stop me, no, no
("Ain't nobody gon' stop")
I'm headed for the top, down and dirty for my props
Can't stop me now
("Ain't nobody gon' stop me, mayne")
Can't stop me, no, no
("Ain't nobody gon' stop")
I'm headed for the top, down and dirty for my props, yeah, yeah
("Ain't nobody gon' stop me, mayne")
Coming up in this game, you know it hasn't been easy
You know it hasn't been easy
("Ain't nobody gon' stop me, mayne")
I'm tired of being stepped on — can you feel me now?
Somebody say "Yeah"
[Verse 1: B-Legit]
Stress, I guess I got the D-boy blues
I gotta quit the game, I need something to do
Tried to get a job, didn't have no skills
So I had to sell crack just to pay my bills
I stayed low-key and on the under
I never seen your face, then it made a brother wonder
Is it the police tryna trap me
Or some fool who's out to jack me?
I kept a gat, a strap of security
Shook all fools who really wasn't sure of me
'Cause I won't slip or either sleep
I check you by the chin or the cheek
A brother got tired of taking this route
I asked the Lord if He could help me out
I got on my knees and admitted my sins
I need a way out for me and my friends
Mmm, yeah
("Ain't nobody gon' stop me, mayne")
Yeah
("Ain't nobody gon' stop me")
Can't stop me now
("Ain't nobody gon' stop me, mayne")
Can't stop me, no, no
("Ain't nobody gon' stop")
I'm headed for the top, down and dirty for my props
Can't stop me now
("Ain't nobody gon' stop me, mayne")
Can't stop me, no, no
("Ain't nobody gon' stop")
I'm headed for the top, down and dirty for my props, yeah, yeah
("Ain't nobody gon' stop me, mayne")
Coming up in this game, you know it hasn't been easy
You know it hasn't been easy
("Ain't nobody gon' stop me, mayne")
I'm tired of being stepped on — can you feel me now?
Somebody say "Yeah"
[Verse 1: B-Legit]
Stress, I guess I got the D-boy blues
I gotta quit the game, I need something to do
Tried to get a job, didn't have no skills
So I had to sell crack just to pay my bills
I stayed low-key and on the under
I never seen your face, then it made a brother wonder
Is it the police tryna trap me
Or some fool who's out to jack me?
I kept a gat, a strap of security
Shook all fools who really wasn't sure of me
'Cause I won't slip or either sleep
I check you by the chin or the cheek
A brother got tired of taking this route
I asked the Lord if He could help me out
I got on my knees and admitted my sins
I need a way out for me and my friends
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