4SeasonZ Worth - Don't Stop Won't Stop Lyrics

Where you get all of this money son? (Hm)
I don't know momma
We go broke again then me and bro a kick a doe Mama
Son I hope you stop and change
Sorry that's a no momma
Long as I can walk I'm every season for the foe Mama
Checks don't stop won't stop got damn? (mhhm)
Checks don't stop won't stop got damn? (mhhm)
Checks don't stop won't stop got damn? (mhhm)
Checks don't stop won't stop got damn? (mhhm)
My lil bro start making beats and they all jam like old heaters
This a coupe-made for the track it's not a normal for seater
Knew my plug was in it deep cuz why he carry for beepers
8 pints in a week I almost finished 4 liters
Hit and gave her to my bro cuz she a certified eater
That's my hoe she say she love the boy regardless how I treat her
Left her ex cuz he was hatin on her and she said he beat her
Told my bro she not the one I think it's best for you to leave her ugh
I be in the city sellin Hailey Justin Bieber ugh
She said you a crook I told her you ain't special either ugh
All my diamonds sick think I could give the game a fever ugh
Thought it was a drought I turn my haters to believers ugh
Check out my demeanor ugh
Body like Selena ugh
Shawty think I need her ugh
Hit for foe and leave her (aye)
He like where his hoe I had to tell him I ain't see her ugh
Make him move to Cali for the weight like John Cena
Told my plug can't complain I get paid good or bad
Told my man that ho insane she put x in her ass
2 gram blunt it took me over but the perc took me out
I smoke way too many Swishers taste like dirt in my mouth
Call me when you need me every season hoe it's that easy
My lil bro Just ran off on the plug cause he that greasy
I just seen the check it made me dance I feel like Chris breezy ugh
I-call-the re-up Jeff hardy cause it flip easy ugh
Can't go back to tuna every night I need a lobster
Used to eat spaghetti now I'm eating steak and pasta
Said he ran the city but that man is an imposter
I just threw a brick like Billy Chapel Kevin Costner (damn)
Yeah Now we up ugh ugh
PRL I gave these hoes a chance now I'm giving up ugh
Use to get out free on bail now I'm getting bucks ugh
Use to give em second chance now I give no f*cks ugh
Youngin I jugg and stunt
I flip a sack every week of the month
I put gelato in all of my blunts
Roof in the back put yo shit in the front
I hit a lick I don't bet at the track
Sippin on poison my cup full of Trax
Yo bitch a eater I give her a snack
Hit that bit once then I'm giving her back
Ballin I shoot from the back court check overseas I might need me a passport ugh
You better run if the bag short I won't forget til I get what I ask for ugh