Can’t Stop Me

[Verse]
I made the best record of my life in the worst of times
I sit back and reflect like, "Was it worth it, Ryan?"
I wrote some rhymes and I recorded the raps
Spitting all this pain nearly made me relapse
I took a couple months so I could relax
I'm going off to the hills
Finally paid my bills
From the Chi, so you know it a drill
I'm only shooting to kill
I don't fuck with no pills
But I'm rollin' up still
While you rollin' up state
I never catchin' no case
I'm only catching a break
From the plug 'cause you know that my business is great
I can see it in your face
You ain't really who you say
You ain't really with the shits
You is really just a bitch
Nigga fuck what ya heard
Man 2 might occur
Then I'm done with the verse
Call my lawyer get a verd'
I'm back to the 'burb and I'm back to your girl
And she back on my dick
She never throwin' a fit
'Cause she know what it is
Off-White be the fit
On sight what it is
I'm getting fried, no stir
Runnin' it up with a check on the first

[Hook]
Can't stop me then
Can't stop me now
Can't top me then
Can't top me now
Yea, I'll be damned
No, I'll be wowed
Bitch I'm the man
And you should bow
You should bow
You should bow
I'll be damned
No, I'll be wowed
Bitch I'm the man
You should bow

[Verse 2]
I had to move from the state that I grew up in
The one I drank hella beers and threw up in
See I knew something, that if I smoked a lot
I could write hella raps 'cause you know I joked a lot
Seen some girls do coke a lot
I seen that shit in the hills
Jealousy get you killed
Kendrick told me 'bout that shit
And now I know it is real
I learned the ways of the train and the tricks of the trade
Seein' the nicks of the blade on bricks of cocaine
Knowing I could be greatest
So, I could never take it
Had to navigate the city
But, I could never break it
Glass ceiling for the artists
Like some people don’t respond if you ain’t on a major label
In the Chi you ain’t making it if you ain’t at the table
With the blogs and boutiques
Copycat podcasts
Wow so unique
And all the fucking cliques in the so called street
If there ain’t none of that
Then it ain't no chance to meet
Ye, or the mayor, or any gatekeeper
'Cause they got an artist that they pushin' for
Down since a youth
But I never was a vulture
From my couch, know I influenced the culture

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Act 3 gon' have everybody tripping
Saying
"Yeah, I remember when I met him
Didn’t think that he could rap, but I always seen him reppin'
No, I never thought I mentioned, but I think I might respect him
You can tell it's not a trend and he been rappin' since middle school
Before the shit was cool
Way before you was saying 'bool'
Way before you wanted 'trap'
This nigga had wanted rap
This nigga had wanted that
Threw his purpose in verses while I was conversing with people
Who you know define a person by the percs that they insertin' in they brain."
It might’ve been beer back then but it all the same
"He stayed focused when most of us lost the passion
Stayed determined when most of us lost the magic
Living in the past and we know that it’s tragic
So, why we going at him when he livin' like we want?
Guess we hurling doubts and taunts 'cause his presence really haunt
'cause I thought I deserve better and I lost from the start
Guess I should’ve showed respect
Really put life in perspect'
Really wanna send apology, 'cause every tape really soundin' like you wanna holler at me. I'm sorry, G"

[Hook]