Can’t Stop, Won’t Stop

[Intro]
Yeah, yo, yeah, yo, yea

[Hook]
I can't stop, won't stop, don't stop, get it, get it
I can't stop, don't stop, won't stop, get it, get it
I can't stop, don't stop, won't stop, get it, get it
I can't stop, don't stop, won't stop, get it, get it
I can't stop, don't stop, won't stop, get it, get it
I can't stop, don't stop, won't stop, get it, get it
I can't stop, won't stop, don't stop, get it, get it
I can't stop, won't stop, don't stop, get it, get it

[Verse 1]
We niggas with attitudes, don't approach us
Or the guns'll start coming out the hostlers
Who wanna bang bang? Do you really, really?
I smoke niggas like blunts, mixed with illy-illy
I'm down for whatever, whenever, who wit' it
Niggas want mine? Come get it
I send you to your maker, take me to your leader
All nonbelievers, get slapped with the heater
I'm straight thugging it, gotta say I'm loving it
Got my middle finger up at the government
I want it all, the fame, the fortune
I'm tryna get it, before I'm dead in a coffin
The drama thickens, my baby momma's bitching
I can't complain cause nobody's listening
So feel my pain, I'm hurting the same
Faggot niggas kicking dirt on my name, I'm Streetlife

[Hook] (x2)
A-yo, they don't call me Street for nothing
You know, you can lose your life for fronting
Oh no, Staten Island niggas is coming
It's like whoa, younging, let me show you something

[Verse 2]
Yeah, we down for the cause, we all outlaws
When we kick down the door, everybody hit the floor
When we bust off a shot, drop it like it's hot
Uh-huh, nobody move, nobody get popped
I'm holding you hostage, you, rap impostors
All you fake gangstas, and wanna be mobsters
All you stank bitches, that suck dick and gossip
Keep my name out your mouth, hands out my pocket
Uh-huh, I'm certified street, check my credentials
Quick to snuff a nigga, fuck up his dentals
Uh-huh, a little mental, my screws is loose
Like Ol' Dirty Bastard, with the missing tooth
Uh-huh, don't count me out, deal me in
I got hang time, I play 'above the rim'
You ride the pine, watch mine move from the sideline
I don't need the lime light, nigga, I got shine

[Hook] (x2)
A-yo, they don't call me Street for nothing
You know, you can lose your life for fronting
Oh no, Staten Island niggas is coming
It's like whoa, younging, let me show you something