Can't Stop Growing ft. Kid Breeze & Louis Marx Lyrics

Can't stop growing

Yessir

I couldn't stop

If I ever tried

Many said

They was down to ride

But disappeared

When it was time

I can't stop

Excuse me

If I'm stepping on toes

I planted seeds

Now I'm seeing em grow

I can't stop

Gotta trust God

And trust yo motives

Keep it pushing

Til that thang

Locomotion

I can't stop at all

My older cousin did a bid

And came home

Two months later

He back whipping on stoves

I guess he couldn't

Yeah couldn't get himself

Out that zone

I myself had to branch out

Was itching for more

God set the GPS on go

I planted hope

Now they paying me more

I only know growth

While rocking these shows

Why woulda I slow?

Dawg I can't stop at all no mo

Can't stop growing

Yeah

We can't stop man

You know what I'm saying

We can't stop

Ya gotta keep saying that

You know what I'm sayin'

We can't stop

For real

It's a lot of shit

Gotta keep this shit gong

You gotta keep it going

You gotta keep it going

I'm never stoppin

Like I'm Joel Q

Puttin' sacks together

Baggin' up

In hotel rooms

Gone call her nigga on me

Told her ass

To go tell dude

Had him burnin rubber

Haulin' ass

When them shells flew

Sometimes I'm lucky

But won't catch me up

In no mail room

Opportunities I seized

After shit fell through

Addicted to hitting licks

Can it pay yo bail too?

Only a hustle

When it's bussing homie

It failed you

Cuz frankly

Only thing that can stop me is me

That heart

I bet it cost you

Hustle fee is free

I can't think of a closer bonding

Than me and tree

I'm slow to talk

Cuz sometimes I don't see a need to speak

For real

Bless yo mothafuckin' heart

Tryna guard or stop

What God played a part

The greatest art

Is given to sinners

That come from the dark

Know you feel how I come

From the heart

LOUIS MARX

Got a spark

From the flame

That I gained

From the hell

That I went through

Still feel this pain

In my tissue

Aye I said it

Ain't no issue

If I got it

And you don't

My goal is for me

To flex with you

Now I can tell

Who sent you

By how you comin'

A general

Should be ninety percent mental

Smell blood

I show dentals

Won't stop that shit

Tryna pick up

What I spill

Gotta blot that shit

Opt-out quick

Inna trench

Then I hopped out spiff

Inna ditch on sixty first

Where I got my shit

Got my gift

Prayin' for a rocked up

Let me stop G

Aye

Yeah

Can't stop going