Stiz Grimey - No Turning Back lyrics

{HOOK 4x} People told me slow my roll, Im screaming out f** That Im gon do just what I want, and there ain't no turning back {Verse 1} And I'm back full force And the flow so dope That you might OD Yo the sh**s no joke And you know what it do TeamGrimey the crew And I spit that raw sh** Man I thought you knew Getting out of line. better whoop that trick We tryna get high as the Brooklyn bridge I ain't proud, its the way it goes down If I seen it on the ground then I took that sh** When they heard the hook, said I sound like SAP You heard yourself rap? You sound so wack Thinking that you "way sick", now you on the pavement I ain't really mean to leave your brains like that! My mothers a nagger, she told me to stop "You're 30 years old, you're not gonna pop" Stuck in a rut, addicted to pot Will somebody tell me when its gonna stop? End of the night, I'm looking to smash She at KA's, she looking for cash She turned around, I looked in her bag Found me a pill, took it and laughed I skate through, been known to break rules Fade fools, pick fights cuz its funny Leave your girl around me, yous a dummy Do d** til we run out of money (Aayee!) Was raised in the trap, all I got is rap What you want from me? I'm from Chelsea, ain't sh** sunny You look like food, my whole team hungry, b**h {Hook 4x} {Verse 2} So I quit my job And I said get lost Then I set up shop Said f** my boss Then I wrote some hooks And I bought some beats Then I hit the lab Gotta feed these streets Anyone who heard him said the flow so crack Came from the bottom and he won't go back Staring at me like, You don't know jack Take a photograph and just hope it lasts I'm on a roll and I can be beat Heavy in the streets man, Stan's a beast Drunk, You can't understand my speech Do you hear what I say b**h, answer me?! I'm feeling nice, its harder to drive Gone off the yak, hardly alive I really don't know, its something inside Telling me "Grimes, these chumps gotta die" I may not be tough, so what Ima ride Sunk in the whip, ducking the five Is it my b**h k**ing my vibe? I can't decide, I'm drunk and I'm high I skate through, been known to break rules Fade fools, pick fights cuz its funny Leave your girl around me, yous a dummy Do d** til we run out of money (Aayee!) Was raised in the trap, all I got is rap What you want from me? I'm from Chelsea, ain't sh** sunny You look like food, my whole team hungry, b**h