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Couldn't Stop Video (MV)




Performed By: Naive Steve
Language: English
Length: 1:28
Written by: Naive Steve, Ty M.




Naive Steve - Couldn't Stop Lyrics
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I may be Naive, but don't expect me to be naive
So ahead
When I look back its like I almost can't see
Been tryna say shit for years, and now I'm sayin
Couldn't stop for death, death stopped for me
I know I don't got no Grammys yet
But when the tide hits
Sittin by ur bed, watching MTV
While im out here with 6 figure pay stubs, all over me
I've got so many ideas, but don't call me Steve
Brain so big u think I'm Elon Musk
Stop asking me questions
Just wait and see
My knowledge is a curse
It's all just for me
Whippin, whippin, whippin, the supra
I'm out here f*cking bitches in Boca
Hurry up with the Coca Cola
Stop chewing so loud, thats my pet peeve
V10 drownin out ur ugly ass screech
"rate" "rate", no, it's an R8
Shut the f*ck up u sound like a manatee
Amelia Bedelia might as well be ur name
Seems like u failed 2nd grade
Told me to calm down, said "drink this herbal tea"
When im drinking i gulp so loud
People be saying its nasty as shit
I know, im as nasty as they come
Might be a joke to u
But nothing ain't a joke to me
100 bands on M5
Going bout 225
Boys in blue in the back
Couldn't stop for for all that
Porsche on the way do not worry
You get this type of bread in your forties
While I'm in bed
Getting head from your newlywed
Street lights blurring
Engine purring
While you sit in class learning
At your moms house lurking
Your pockets are low like my mileage
Your Brain damaged with no myelin
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I may be Naive, but don't expect me to be naive
So ahead
When I look back its like I almost can't see
Been tryna say shit for years, and now I'm sayin
Couldn't stop for death, death stopped for me
I know I don't got no Grammys yet
But when the tide hits
Sittin by ur bed, watching MTV
While im out here with 6 figure pay stubs, all over me
I've got so many ideas, but don't call me Steve
Brain so big u think I'm Elon Musk
Stop asking me questions
Just wait and see
My knowledge is a curse
It's all just for me
Whippin, whippin, whippin, the supra
I'm out here f*cking bitches in Boca
Hurry up with the Coca Cola
Stop chewing so loud, thats my pet peeve
V10 drownin out ur ugly ass screech
"rate" "rate", no, it's an R8
Shut the f*ck up u sound like a manatee
Amelia Bedelia might as well be ur name
Seems like u failed 2nd grade
Told me to calm down, said "drink this herbal tea"
When im drinking i gulp so loud
People be saying its nasty as shit
I know, im as nasty as they come
Might be a joke to u
But nothing ain't a joke to me
100 bands on M5
Going bout 225
Boys in blue in the back
Couldn't stop for for all that
Porsche on the way do not worry
You get this type of bread in your forties
While I'm in bed
Getting head from your newlywed
Street lights blurring
Engine purring
While you sit in class learning
At your moms house lurking
Your pockets are low like my mileage
Your Brain damaged with no myelin
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Writer: Naive Steve, Ty M.
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