LYRICS: NOTHING'S GONNA STOP ME

VRS `1

1ST IT WAS THE FOOD… THEN IT WAS MY SHOES/ 

THEN IT WAS THE CLOTHES… LATER CAME THE JEWELS/

SHORTLY AFTER THE WHIPS.. AFTER THAT THE TRIPS/

STILL LIVING IN THE HOOD… SITTING ON BRICKS/

WIFEY SICK OF THIS SHIT… SOO FUCK THIS HOOD/

GOT A BRAND NEW CRIB… TUCKED OFF IN THE WOODS/

TRAP STILL DOING GOOD… THE NUMBERS GETTIN BETTER/

JUST LIKE POE SAID…  NOTHING GOOD 4EVER/

I WAS CHILLING IN MY THEATER LAX GETTIN GETTIN BLUNTED/

GOTTA CALL ON MY CELLUR SHORTY SAID IM WANTED/

IM WANTED? WHAT THE FUCK U MEAN/

I WAS IN COURT LASTWEEK… I WENT TO JAIL THE BEAM/

THE JAKE PULLED ME OVER LUCKILY I WAS CLEAN/

IF I WAS WANTED THEY WOULD OF HAD ME… FUCK U MEAN/ 

HUNG UP THE CELLY ACHES IN MY BELLY/

EVERY TIME I GET NERVOUS… MY STOMACH START HURTING/

MY NEXT STARTED CHIRPIN… I DONT MEAN ALERT'N/

LIKE A NIGGA PRESSING THE BUTTON & AINT SAYIN NOTHIN/

CHECK THE SCREEN NO WONDER… NO NAME JUST A NUMBER/

ITS PROBLY DIGI HITTIN ME TO GIVE ME HIS NEW DIGITS/

HIT THE CHIRP WHO IS IT... NAH IT AINT DIGI/

ITS A PLAY… BUT WE DONT PLAY WE GET BUSY/

EVERY YEAR ITS AN INDICTMENT… LET THE FBI WATCH ME/

MAAAAN FUCK THE GRAND JURY… NOTHING GON STOP ME/

VRS 2

WOKE UP IN THE MORNING… CELLPHONE RINGING/

THE PHONE SAY SHALYN… DIGI MUST BE CHEATING/

ITS TOO EARLY FOR THIS GOT OUT THE BED TOOK A PISS/

ONE HAND ON MY EVO… OTHER HAND ON MY DICK/

SHIT… SHE KEEP CALLING, F' IT IM THREW STALLING/

I ANSWERED THE PHONE YAWNING… SLEEPY VOICE GOOD MORNIN/

SHALYN SAID HE GONE THE FEDS JUST GOT'M/

SAID HER SISTER JUST CALLED SHE JUST HEARD BOUT'M/

I TOLD'R I DOUBT IT. & IMMA KEEP DOUBT'N/

TIL I FIND OUT MYSELF ITS NORMALLY WORD OF MOUTH WHEN/

EVER THE FEDS COME ITS GON BE US NOT HIM/

I HUNG UP THE PHONE GOT DRESSED GOT GONE/

THE WHOLE TIME IM CALLING NO ANSWER… HE PROBLY ALL UP IN /

THAT BRAND NEW SPOT HE GOT JUST SNORING/

BUT HIS OTHER CRIB CLOSER… SO 1ST IMMA GO THERE/

I PULL UP CRAZY FOOT PRINTS ON THE FRONT STAIRS/

THIS SHIT FEEL WEIRD… TOOK A LOOKED IN THE GARAGE HIS WHIP AINT THERE/

PULL UP TO THE NEW SPOT IM HIGH & I FORGOT/

WHERE THE NEW SPOT WAS… JUST RIDING AROUND BUZZED/

PUNCHED THE CODE IN THE DOOR SHIT ALL OVER THE FLOOR/

LIKE SOME NIGGAZ RAN THRU HIS SHIT LOOKIN FOR RAW... OR/

AND I HATE TO SAY OR BUT SHALYN WAS RIGHT THE F'N WARRANT ON THE FLOOR/