Can’t Stop My Flow

[Hook x2]

Ayye,just letting you know, you gotta know
That I got hoes, and no matter what
You can't stop my flow (x4)

[Verse 1]

Listen, I got hoes and dough, and plenty of gold, fasho
My flow is too damn hot, it can't get cold
And it just won't stop, because it's so dope
I can sit here for days spittin' verses, it's worthless tryna get me to stop
Wheres the nurses, I think I'm sick, oh shit, you betta call a docta
Before I spit the greatest verses of all time, on JaJa
My father, was never there for me, he didn't care
I showed him nuttin' but loyalty and respect it isn't fair
He's off doing his own fucking thang, so I'mma do mine
Let my lyrics shine, make em' so dope, you'll cry
And even give you goosebumps and a tingle in yo spine
Fasho, let these lyrics fly in n out yo dome
And keep on spittin' verses till the day I fuckin' croak
And just remember that you can't stop my flow

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2]

Yaa, I'm back, rappin' and trappin', cappin' asses on these fake ass bitches
Now ya know what's happenin', hand clappin' to me, cause I'm finna turn up
I got my fuckin' rollie now light me the fuck up, spark up, puff puff
Let me ease ya mind, come an hit this ganja you will have a good time
There is no fuckin' need for a nursery rhyme, come and puff this loud and let's get extra high
So fuckin' high, we can touch the fuckin' sky, and start speaking other languages like Shanghai
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee, Man, bitch nigga, I'm bouta' go Mohammed Ali

[Hook x2]