A.Tone Da Priest

A.Tone Da Priest - I Will Not Stop lyrics

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I will not stop, I will not break
No I wont stop, I must be great
Ill rise to the top, fulfill my fate
That number one spot mine, you just wait
(2X)

I cannot stop now, for I have gone so far
Straight to the top down from the bottom got em up in 
the stars
Riding deep and going far, car smoking the occasion
Contemplating occupations for paper chasing no slaving
Elevating my status notha stratus pass this earth in 
shit
The purpose it's, vague straight to the grave a maze so 
worthless it's
Certain that ima live my life right so accordingly
He soaring free, reaching heights ignite my flame it's 
scorching heat
Yall boring me, all the same the game is so monotonous
Flow flawless just follow me trailblazing ima comet 
thrust 
Bust through atmospheres so fast in gear you never see 
me come
Blunt every morning soaring high as if I was the sun
I'm close to none, isolated hated through adversity
More mercy please, ease with weed these menaces trying 
to merk a g
Ain't worth a thing, my presidents green the dream 
within America
Stop starring bruh, mine is mine get yours before 
you're buried up in dirt

Perpetual the path I go to progress to the profit
Cannot stop it, so spark n watch it ascend like a 
rocket
With no locket, my past the last and furthest from my 
mind
Everyday is something new who knew Id lose so much dam 
time
I unwind, a dime in dutch for letting my mental loose
So what's the truth, disperse my verses and you still 
askin for proof
Well I'm still throwing the deuce, ain't no time for 
second guessing
Or the stressing caused by heckling men the lesser I'm 
neglecting
No protesting, my reign on top this game because it's 
imminent
Or betta yet, don't forget a nigga that's so eminent
The precedent set it bet it's mine that you will follow
Excuse your ho for she knew not that it was too much to 
swallow
Words you speak are all but hollow, although mine are 
so concrete
What a feat, making cake off tossing flows and ripping 
beats
Hitting freaks, sheets I rustle double up the 
promiscuity
For truancy, escaping life is nice until you lose it g

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