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STOP IT
Torey D'Shaun & Ezra LaRon
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All I need is God
Can't nobody else save me
I don't really want nothin' from you
I don't really want nothin' from you
I don't really want nothin' from you
I don't really want nothin', hm
I don't really want nothin' from you
I don't really want nothin' from you
I don't really want nothin' from you
No, bro, I don't want nothin' from you
Stop it, stop it
Stop it, stop it
Stop it (Aren't you ready to go home?)
Stop it (Aren't you ready to go home?)
Stop it, stop it, uh
Uh, I ain't tellin' my truth, I'm tellin' the truth
(I'm tellin' the truth)
Soundin' like a Gentile, I don't need you
(I don't need you)
Actin' like you got it all, bro think he Temu
(Bro think he Temu)
I was blind, peekaboo, now I see you, like found
What you got for me? What you got for me?
If it came from the devil, it's a lie to me (Right)
Two twin bed, pillows on top of us (Okay)
But God was in the room layin' on the side of us (Sidะต)
I'm not jumpin' for joy over jewelry (Right)
I gะตt bored when it's only charcuterie
Virgin Mary, my life in the hands of a baby
So bein' broke ain't nothin' new to me (Sheesh)
I'm right back in the hood after tour life (Check)
Ain't no clubbin', I'm right back to my wife (Check)
Pockets was a little low on my biggest day (Right)
Had a hole in my sock on the biggest stage
Made us do the Soulja Boy
And then sold your boy right back into slavery (Wow)
Don't ask me to sell my soul
Somebody bought it and it ain't no savin' me (Sheesh)
Stop it, just stop it
Just stop it, just stop it
Just stop it (Aren't you ready to go home?)
Stop it (Aren't you ready to go home?)
Just stop it, stop it
My lil' homie been traffickin'
In the trap for certain addicts
Out there addin' money in the mattress
Plastic package back, you sell it, wrap it
Trade it, tax it, practicin' for his casket
Remember when he was young and he was laughin'
Sad lunch, the sack filled from trappin'
The product of his environment
Now he pushin' product through his environment
Imagine the clientele
But what if your clients tell and you inside the cell
I'm a miracle standin' 'cause I saw the flyin' shell
But I wasn't with script what they said
If you see the percentages
I'm eatin' dinner with Aretha and Benjamin
Don't wanna plea for my innocence
You leapin' fences, duckin' dirty, demons is sinister
That's just a war of the ego
I tried to tell 'em how to flip a package where it's legal
But he said, "That's foreign to me, bro, I'm born in the street
I was born with the street code
Ain't you tryna go to the D-low" (go to the D-low)
Nah, I'm tryna be forty in Rio and pay my mama mortgage
Send her a fortune so she don't gotta spend her mornings mournin'
That's important to me, bro
And I know the South did damage to ya, I was born here
(I was born here)
There's more eulogies than opportunity
I know you fear you're stuck inside a war here
But I submit a certain special prayer to the Lord's ear
We gon' stay alive, we gon' thrive
Every day this only be more clear, you need to
Stop it, stop it
Stop it, stop it
Stop it (Aren't you ready to go home?)
Stop it (Aren't you ready to go home?)
Stop it, stop it, uh
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