Feloni - I Can't Stop lyrics

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Verse 1

Like Aileen Wurnos

I keep a loaded gun

I ain't afraid to pull the trigger, don't push me, son

They say hey, Shorty, you can't beat a man

But in my heart I know that a glock and hollows can

I'm the women's champ

I don't take no shit

Like when your girl feelin cramps she don't take no dick

Look in my eyes, and tell me what you see, dog

A black woman runnin through some thick fog

Slow down, it's twisted enough

Take a closer look it's a diamond in the ruff...plush

Yeah, that's me

Born and raised in the DET

But, can't get no radio love

They say 'cuz I like the women it might kill they buzz

What

Trick, rep yo city

I swear you muthafuckas straight wanna be Diddy (Come on)

Chorus

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Verse 2

Yo, I collect all four

My anger, my drama, my thoughts and flows

Naw, I ain't no muthafuckin role model

Try to be, but what I represent is hard to swallow

But I ain't got time to stop

Tick-Tock to the pretty-ricky-hip-hop

Damn, I know them haters be watching me

But I don't give a fuck about what industry think of me 'cuz

Break

(I can't stop 'cuz they waitin on me)

Hold up- what the fuck

Feloni ain't giving up

And with or without you

I'm a straight-up live it up

I know you wanna see me back down

But until you haters drop

I'm a hold you down, fucka, what

Chorus

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Verse 3

If hip-hop is here to represent the black collective

Then what the fuck is it without my black perspective

Listen

I'm the industry underdog

I got the odds against me but y'all still gone hear me bark

Crash, burn and come back, imagine that

I'm here to suckle the truth not yo similack

And tell the dope-man to give our hood some money back

Instead of pickin they cotton

They got us pickin crack

Instead of wantin a mule we want a cadillac

Instead of playin it cool we gotta get the gat

Well, let me do what I do

Can you handle that

Then put the judgement on lock 'cuz God gone bring it back

I know some bad-ass women that can make you jack

And me in love with a hoe, oh, pimpin, never that

And if you love me for me yo, baby, holla back

But if you hate on me, B, that's cuz your game is wack

Chorus

If you want this come and get some