[Intro: Royce Da 5'9'']
From as far back as I can remember
Me and my man Vishis
We was always taught to shoot for the stars
The game is ours
M.I.C. (C'mon)
[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"]
Can't nobody stop me (Uh-uh)
No way to stop me (Uh-uh)
Can't nobody stop me (Uh-uh)
Ain't no way to stop me (Uh-uh)
Can't nobody stop me (Uh-uh)
No way to stop me (Uh-uh)
Can't nobody stop me (Uh-uh)
Ain't no way to stop me (Uh-uh)
[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]
Long as the checks stay ill and the records stay real
I'ma definitely never see how second place feels
I'm a striver, I learn from my father to burn like lava
I am a survivor, the problem
Is that, even as a kid I've been meanin'
To be the, heir to the chair that the king's in
I vowed to myself that, I wouldn't melt
I will rise to the top, of the pile myself
(C'mon) Can't nobody stop my wealth
My dreams or, team up without my help (My help)
For sure it's better to chase ya
I base this, on pure competitive nature
Waitin', for the day that we make plans (Plans)
To compete, win or lose shake hands
These are the views of the dudes of tomorrow who will win
Cause they shoot for the stars and refuse, to lose
From as far back as I can remember
Me and my man Vishis
We was always taught to shoot for the stars
The game is ours
M.I.C. (C'mon)
[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"]
Can't nobody stop me (Uh-uh)
No way to stop me (Uh-uh)
Can't nobody stop me (Uh-uh)
Ain't no way to stop me (Uh-uh)
Can't nobody stop me (Uh-uh)
No way to stop me (Uh-uh)
Can't nobody stop me (Uh-uh)
Ain't no way to stop me (Uh-uh)
[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]
Long as the checks stay ill and the records stay real
I'ma definitely never see how second place feels
I'm a striver, I learn from my father to burn like lava
I am a survivor, the problem
Is that, even as a kid I've been meanin'
To be the, heir to the chair that the king's in
I vowed to myself that, I wouldn't melt
I will rise to the top, of the pile myself
(C'mon) Can't nobody stop my wealth
My dreams or, team up without my help (My help)
For sure it's better to chase ya
I base this, on pure competitive nature
Waitin', for the day that we make plans (Plans)
To compete, win or lose shake hands
These are the views of the dudes of tomorrow who will win
Cause they shoot for the stars and refuse, to lose
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