(On the roll, on the go)
Ease my mind
On the roll, on the go, I can't slow down
Gotta bag of that gas, I blow loud
If you seen what I did, you'd be proud
F*ck with me and its gon' go down
I don't know what it is, but I'm gon take care of my kid
Gon' get big, 'gon get rich, we gon get it yeah
All this time I had to grind, I know that you would wanna see me shine
Niggas know I ain't playin' bout mine
On the road till I see dollar signs
I had pain and it was raining
Cops were raiding, trying to be famous
F*ck you pay me
Drip too wavy, sauce too gravy
Dawgs go brazy
Tried to save me, but they couldn't
I'm gon' eat till I'm the fullest
Have you ever dodged a bullet?
Got the trigger, I'm gon' pull it
We was shooting, I was looting
We was cruising, shooting at movement
Got my blueprint, I'm gon' use it, I'm gon' use it
On the roll, on the go, I can't slow down
Gotta bag of that gas, I blow loud
If you seen what I did, you'd be proud
F*ck with me and its gon' go down
I don't know what it is, but I'm gon take care of my kid
Gon' get big, 'gon get rich, we gon get it yeah
I went through this shit, can't tell me lying
Went through this shit and seen my mama crying
Got back on my shit it took some time
Tryna take half but I get mine
Respect my pimp, respect my grind
On my shit, I'm gon' get mine
Pops told me a sun gon' shine
Crease a nigga with that iron
I can't even waste my time, you can't even bang my line
You a fiend and a slime, you can't even see the sign
She was just some loose change, she can't even be a dime
You too blind to the facts, you can't even see the signs
All this time, they been sleeping on me
They don't know I be running the beat
When I used to be running the streets and I used to be packing that heat
Smoking nerds and it got me geeked
F*cked around and spilt syrup on my seat
They got no courage to f*ck with me, swear to God they don't wanna see Ease
On the roll, on the go, I can't slow down
Gotta bag of that gas, I blow loud
If you seen what I did, you'd be proud
F*ck with me and its gon' go down
I don't know what it is, but I'm gon take care of my kid
Gon' get big, 'gon get rich, we gon get it yeah
Ea5e - Can't Slow Down Lyrics
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(On the roll, on the go)
Ease my mind
On the roll, on the go, I can't slow down
Gotta bag of that gas, I blow loud
If you seen what I did, you'd be proud
F*ck with me and its gon' go down
I don't know what it is, but I'm gon take care of my kid
Gon' get big, 'gon get rich, we gon get it yeah
All this time I had to grind, I know that you would wanna see me shine
Niggas know I ain't playin' bout mine
On the road till I see dollar signs
I had pain and it was raining
Cops were raiding, trying to be famous
F*ck you pay me
Drip too wavy, sauce too gravy
Dawgs go brazy
Tried to save me, but they couldn't
I'm gon' eat till I'm the fullest
Have you ever dodged a bullet?
Got the trigger, I'm gon' pull it
We was shooting, I was looting
We was cruising, shooting at movement
Got my blueprint, I'm gon' use it, I'm gon' use it
On the roll, on the go, I can't slow down
Gotta bag of that gas, I blow loud
If you seen what I did, you'd be proud
F*ck with me and its gon' go down
I don't know what it is, but I'm gon take care of my kid
Gon' get big, 'gon get rich, we gon get it yeah
I went through this shit, can't tell me lying
Went through this shit and seen my mama crying
Got back on my shit it took some time
Tryna take half but I get mine
Respect my pimp, respect my grind
On my shit, I'm gon' get mine
Pops told me a sun gon' shine
Crease a nigga with that iron
I can't even waste my time, you can't even bang my line
You a fiend and a slime, you can't even see the sign
She was just some loose change, she can't even be a dime
You too blind to the facts, you can't even see the signs
All this time, they been sleeping on me
They don't know I be running the beat
When I used to be running the streets and I used to be packing that heat
Smoking nerds and it got me geeked
F*cked around and spilt syrup on my seat
They got no courage to f*ck with me, swear to God they don't wanna see Ease
On the roll, on the go, I can't slow down
Gotta bag of that gas, I blow loud
If you seen what I did, you'd be proud
F*ck with me and its gon' go down
I don't know what it is, but I'm gon take care of my kid
Gon' get big, 'gon get rich, we gon get it yeah
Ease my mind
On the roll, on the go, I can't slow down
Gotta bag of that gas, I blow loud
If you seen what I did, you'd be proud
F*ck with me and its gon' go down
I don't know what it is, but I'm gon take care of my kid
Gon' get big, 'gon get rich, we gon get it yeah
All this time I had to grind, I know that you would wanna see me shine
Niggas know I ain't playin' bout mine
On the road till I see dollar signs
I had pain and it was raining
Cops were raiding, trying to be famous
F*ck you pay me
Drip too wavy, sauce too gravy
Dawgs go brazy
Tried to save me, but they couldn't
I'm gon' eat till I'm the fullest
Have you ever dodged a bullet?
Got the trigger, I'm gon' pull it
We was shooting, I was looting
We was cruising, shooting at movement
Got my blueprint, I'm gon' use it, I'm gon' use it
On the roll, on the go, I can't slow down
Gotta bag of that gas, I blow loud
If you seen what I did, you'd be proud
F*ck with me and its gon' go down
I don't know what it is, but I'm gon take care of my kid
Gon' get big, 'gon get rich, we gon get it yeah
I went through this shit, can't tell me lying
Went through this shit and seen my mama crying
Got back on my shit it took some time
Tryna take half but I get mine
Respect my pimp, respect my grind
On my shit, I'm gon' get mine
Pops told me a sun gon' shine
Crease a nigga with that iron
I can't even waste my time, you can't even bang my line
You a fiend and a slime, you can't even see the sign
She was just some loose change, she can't even be a dime
You too blind to the facts, you can't even see the signs
All this time, they been sleeping on me
They don't know I be running the beat
When I used to be running the streets and I used to be packing that heat
Smoking nerds and it got me geeked
F*cked around and spilt syrup on my seat
They got no courage to f*ck with me, swear to God they don't wanna see Ease
On the roll, on the go, I can't slow down
Gotta bag of that gas, I blow loud
If you seen what I did, you'd be proud
F*ck with me and its gon' go down
I don't know what it is, but I'm gon take care of my kid
Gon' get big, 'gon get rich, we gon get it yeah
Writer: Elijah Arline
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