Lyrics Ain't Gon Let Up - FSG Rell

Me and my ns we posted we mobbing
Show me a rapper out here posing trauma
Y′all thinking crazy you think he a challenge
Ns is bitches post about all they problems
FSG TRG man we the hottest
Not a bit cocky, just being honest
Bunch of thurl ns
I run with the finest
I need a check thats gone get me Rihanna
I'll never let a bitch dry out my pockets
Always played Batman I never played Robin
Comme de Garçon you know nothing about it
10 on ya head ns gone find it
Grinding all night, till we own a island
I got a nine filled up with drama
Fuck it its barking if ns want drama
Why when it′s beef, loud ns be silent
Stackss on my team, yeah she Madonna
You see a chick, you running behind her
I see a check I'm running behind it
My goal for the year, hit fifty thousand
All of this sauce on me, ns is drowning
Black and white Beamer I call that designer
Dream about the days we gone fuck up them commas
Boy we the best, we hotter then Khaled
You rap that reggie, I rap that sour
My brother told me a gun don't mean power
We the type stake out ya place for some hours
Can′t name a na in gang thats a coward
Y′all ns pillow talk with these thotties
Stopped wit them playgrounds and played with them shotties
1 38 have you moving ya body
Get in that room you gone sing like Beyoncé
Ns ain't Deebo, they day day from Friday
I tell my brothers look out for they body
You never know when somebody gone line you
We don′t do drive by's just see you in traffic
You can have straps, you can be lacking
None of that changing a thing thats gone happen
All in the spital or in a casket
They only care when you laid in a casket
Shit I need two panda bears on my casket
I need me a package
Butter ball timbs yeah that′s my fashion

Just let that go, let it go
When I pull out the Benz

Y'all talk about me I don′t give a fuck
Say what you want yeah
Is it about money or what?
Back to back shows, Tay for a cut
I'm a go big time on y'all but no rush
Rappers is pussy but screaming they tough
Come try to rob me I won′t give it up
If my man down then I′m bringing em up
Ain't no new ns, you not one of us
12 thru ya clips, still don′t got luck
I was dead broke but I grinded it up
I seen my na grow up a pup
Now he a dog, ruff ruff ruff

Haha I did, I did say that

Stacks prolly mad that I play on these beats
Young ns, running the streets
I'm a keep grinding till they won′t compete
No matter