Yeah, woahThis what they been waiting on?Critical, ain’t no time left on the clockWhen it’s your time, give ’em something to watchI picked all the locks ’til I buy out the blockAnd I know I’m a gift but I think out the boxAnd they want me to stop but why would I stop?Huh? I am unstoppableHold up, why would I stop?Bitch, why would I stop?Chill (Chill)I don’t jump, I dive in itHold up, hold up, hold upThis the reason I’m alive, ain’t it?This shit the antidote, this the cure cancer flowStop a pandemic and the globeThe product of old ‘Ye chopping up the sample flowDilla and Pimp C, the trillerThis shit might go too trill for Triller though (Woah)I see you critical, I’m the hospitableFavorite rappers, I done cut they umbilicals (Cut)Rеd Wings jersey B.I.G., look like PacThе blacker the berry, more they wan’ see it rot (Rot)I’m going down as one of the godsG-O-D D-O-A, dead or aliveI’m laying low, they could be espionageThis ain’t no walk in the park, you can’t slideSolution to everyone one else ’round me problemsNext episode, got the whole fucking world watchingI might leave the series, come back like I’m RobinGetting that all right now my only two options
So why would I stop?I am unstoppableHold up, why would I stop?Bitch, this shit unstoppableChill (Chill)I don’t jump, I dive in itHold up, hold up, hold upThis the reason I’m alive, ain’t it?The DJ gon’ drop this, we made it from scratchI’m mindin’ my business and all of it’s blackMy dawg on the same way, the mode is attackI don’t complain about life, I adaptI’m at the point if I fuck with a lil’ hoIt’s not a just a fling, it’s a scandal (On God)I can’t be handin’ out samples (No way)I can’t be havin’ ten baby mamasThat shit sound like a job, not a family (Straight up)And I do this shit for the family (Straight up)Yeah, that’s just the roots how I planned it (On God)D2, this shit the new standard (Grr)Upgraded the city, it got a new feelingThe house that I built (Woah, woah, woah)House in the hillsAin’t no hills in the D so we all in the field (Woah, woah)Running shit, five K, three K, Andre (Run it, run it, run it)Hero in my hood, when they dress like me, that’s cosplayGive a fuck ’bout a threat, niggaI’m a threat leaving out the driveway (Swerve-swerve-swerve-swerve)I never listen to what the odds sayWhy when the universe would ponder what I sayI say, I say, I say, I say, I say, I say, I say, I sayI say, I say, I say, I say, I say, I say, I say, I say