212 Recording - Never Slow Down lyrics

[Hook] Never slow down Never slow down Never slow down Yea yea, for real Never slow down Never slow down Never slow down [verse 1] Clip after clip, it's a movie You could get that sh** exclusive I'll merk your a** then get illusive Hideouts in Daytona, Palm Springs, and in Eustis I don't come around, you a nuisance Steve Maddens holding my deuces, tats on my neck To you lawmakers, debt holders, f** you, I'm useless I roll around town with Mike Buseys Outcast who don't give a f** about you and your truces My b**h and my weed and my muses I hit them both I'm abusive Nothin' but true sh** in my music, yo' sh** is so filled with lies That I see how folks listening could think that's confusin' I got the juice in my city lil homie Dont f** with me or I'ma use it It's time to turn up Like an ugly a** b**h gave her number, we finna lose it! [Hook] Never slow down Never slow down Never slow down Yea yea, for real Never slow down Never slow down Never slow down [Verse 2] I hate these p**y lil boys who be getting my number Stay the f** 'way from me I got no time, there's sh** on my plate There ain't no vacancy I got some bad b**hes chasin' me I got some good girls that's running f** it, I guess nobody datin' me Stagnant, that's something I hate to be Least if I'm lone and progressing, I guess that sh** straight with me I'm 'bout to drop me a mixtape, I think this was made for me Then I'ma spend all my racks, there ain't none I can take with me f** how ya feeling, I ain't making friends, gotta pay for me I'm putting tats on my face, told my momma to pray for me My teacher went and bought a play for me Don't want me serving, I told all my Stans not to wait for me Used to be at they house faithfully Begging me to come back, it's already too late for me I'm just trying to get back home safely Count so much bread, we gon' start up a bakery Y'all want the fakery, I can't fake sh** I got something for those sending hate to me [Hook] Never slow down Never slow down Never slow down Yea yea, for real Never slow down Never slow down Never slow down [Verse 3] Big shout to my pops I ain't trying to think about it, I've been sippin liquor on the rocks My momma had a run in with the cops, when she was eight months pregnant Hated those muf**as when I dropped Jar full of pills, I'ma go ahead and pop, why would I ever stop If dropping dope in the crib something that the feds don't like Guess I'm someone they should watch I got my money in the streets first here throw it in a knots Bills knockin at the door I'm just in the club to host, after that I'm gettin ghost I've just been doing me these b**hes they doing the most Someone ain't love them enough as a child, I could tell by the sh** that they post I just pulled up at the coast, drop me a four in a sprite Gettin' cash and I don't mean to boast, let all my naysayers roast We ain't where we're suppose to be but sure gettin close I can feel that sh** coming, just want the money done had me a dos Watch me approach pull up with game for the coach Now ain't nothing we don't toast we've been doing this sh** for real We've been doing this sh** for real We've been doing this sh** for real We've been doing this sh** for real