Up And Away (feat. June)

Can't Stop Won't Stop

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    Alright kick back, relax and grab yourself a beverage
    Or hop if you wanna just bounce to my lev-er-age
    The evidence, as they say, is in the pudding
    So show me the money like my name was cuba gooding
    It ain’t fools gold, it’s gold fool
    Can’t stop won’t stop keepin it old school (so cool)
    Big spoon is my nom de plume
    I keep it poppin like a needle and a new balloon
    And if you don’t know by now then you need more schoolin
    Let loose kid, get stupid
    Got more flavor than I know what to do with
    So get your hands up if you’re part of the movement
    And bump to the bump to the bassline
    I made it rock before your phone had facetime
    Yessiree, you know my steeze
    I stay fresh to death like I’m drowning in febreze

    Up up and away we go
    Up up and it's making me glow
    Up up and away we go
    Up up and likin' it
    Up up and away

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    Up and away I’m in pilot mode
    One step ahead on this xylophone
    That mean I’m bars farther speak dough I'm bart’s father
    This a homer of a hit I'm all starring
    All eyes on ya boy I'm poseidon
    Wavy to you outsider I'm more live-r
    Let me open up like this a door knocker
    And show you how I lay it down so proper
    No scholar but much class a gem found
    Under your nose like a mustache, my pen splash
    Equivelant of a benzo, m class
    So fly my wardrobe come with jetlag
    Cautious though cuz my hooks is fresh crack
    So dope I'm a certified meth lab
    Pen addict that’s been at it I been fresh
    On lines with my pen game that pinterest
    Thats june holla fame dollar game
    Something big like wallace you pocket change
    All about presidents no politician
    But for every big face ill be the running mate yes

    Hello nurse, let me burst on this verse
    I rock steady but I never rehearse
    And ev-er-y verse I work is right on the money
    Yo I got more raps than a mummy, honey
    This be the boogie to jumpstart your ventricles
    Strapped on the track like tentacles
    I’ll put the squeeze on these other mc’s
    Cuttin imitators off at the knees, oh please
    The way I’m rippin it up
    I never let up, so hold onto your butts
    And I’mma wake you up, show you how it’s done
    I’ll kick your swagger in the athletic cup, son
    I’m blessed to be spitting these rhymes
    Instead of sitting in a cubicle and losing my mind
    So this is my time to shine

    And I’mma do it so bright I’ll make busters go blind

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