We Don't Stop

[Chorus] The streets is rockin' with us ain't no competition Ain't no limit to the money that a nigga getting Fuck your trophies nigga and your award shows I'm in the phantom countin' money nigga slammin' doors We don’t stop we don’t stop we don’t bend We da champs We don’t change we don’t lose we just win We da champs We don’t stop we don’t stop we don’t bend We da champs We don’t change we don’t lose we just win [Verse 1: Master P] I feel like Stephan Curry In game 6 Came back nigga YAH I'ma do it again I make non believers Believe in me I make hatin niggas change and wanna be with me Ima hot nigga tie the knot nigga Versace Slim I got money on the block nigga We don’t change nigga Fuck your fame nigga A thousand grams is how I came up in this game nigga [Chorus] The streets is rockin' with us ain't no competition Ain't no limit to the money that a nigga getting Fuck your trophies nigga and your award shows I'm in the phantom countin' money nigga slammin' doors We don’t stop we don’t stop we don’t bend We da champs We don’t change we don’t lose we just win We da champs We don’t stop we don’t stop we don’t bend We da champs We don’t change we don’t lose we just win [Verse 2: Eastwood] Ain't another label out hotter We rich tell a hater why bother Won't change for the paper nope (nada) If a nigga try to mob pistol hit em Rock wilder I got blammers in da hood of that 'Rarri Kill 'em wit the swag and I won't say sorry won't say quit and I won't say never My ambition on fleek and I'm feeling so irie Got money on my mind it’s the finals Klay Thomp' with the work wrist vital Black chopper with the scope sittin on the porch waitin for the blow Killin off all rivals I be whippin whippin' Kane like I whip da marci And my dope spot boomin' like a project party [Chorus] The streets is rockin' with us ain't no competition Ain't no limit to the money that a nigga getting Fuck your trophies nigga and your award shows I'm in the phantom countin' money nigga slammin' doors We don’t stop we don’t stop we don’t bend We da champs We don’t change we don’t lose we just win We da champs We don’t stop we don’t stop we don’t bend We da champs We don’t change we don’t lose we just win [Verse 3: Ace B-47] So Tell me me what the fuck is sleep I thought I knew what hustling was til I met P Excuse my French Versaces slim straight to point boy will don’t bend But them choppa clips got Scoliosis Grill 'em like el pollo loco Pull up in that Phantom they go Casper when the doors open And that lil bitch that’s on the hood look like a trophy My shooting deserve a trophy my niggas deserve them porches Porcelain floors foreign whores and all on Forbes I’m out the 3 but In love with them foreign cars I'm ACE [Chorus] The streets is rockin' with us ain't no competition Ain't no limit to the money that a nigga getting Fuck your trophies nigga and your award shows I'm in the phantom countin' money nigga slammin' doors We don’t stop we don’t stop we don’t bend We da champs We don’t change we don’t lose we just win We da champs We don’t stop we don’t stop we don’t bend We da champs We don’t change we don’t lose we just win [Verse 4: Fame-O] All I do is windmill Fuck with my niggas and get killed Have you shittin on yourself now you found out that shits real I make the pistol pop like a tip drill I make the shotty pump like a pair Of heels Make your girl suck till she can't kneel Made myself hot now I can't chill Really though I can chill when I put your body on a bag of ice Told mama I'm livin' life she holla stop son you not livin right But who are you to judge when you don’t live the life I live Go and ask Charlie bout me nigga all I do is win