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bandgang javar - how can i stop lyrics

[intro: kristi lauren]
i’ve been waiting my whole life
for another thousand myles
grinded my whole life
watching this money pile
and i just keep on counting
and i just keep on counting
and i just keep on counting
how can i stop?
how can i stop?
how can i stop?
how can i stop?
how can i stop?
how can i stop?
how can i stop?

[verse: bandgang javar]
i’m convinced, they don’t wanna see your money piling
i’m determined, i just wanna see my mama smiling
she tought me how to watch for n+ggas, they be out here plotting
said i’m stuck in these streets, i’m just like my father
unc told me f+ck the jewelry, get rich and silance
when they know you got that cake, they gon’ ask for slices
crawl before you walk, that advice was priceless
ran up a chеck, still act broke, i be out herе grinding
couple b+lls, couple bands, see, i took them losses
paid a couple n+ggas’ bail, ’cause they took them charges
could’ve got a lesser sentence, d.a. tried to bargan
but you know all my n+ggas solid, ain’t n0body talking
me and keemo made 50 in that white jeap
tour of lancing, it only took us five weeks
he get out in five weeks
just put some money on his books, to make sure he eat
feds applying pressure, tryna break the team
persevere, i had the lawyer plan deep
he beat my mama case back in 03
he treat the court like coke back in 03
they say you are who you hang around
big money bandgang, aka the mob
and we be with the shredgang, don’t get out of line
that bro pop up at your job, while i’m out of town
take 17, get 32, when i’m out of town
that’s an 8 hour drive, couple hundred myles
it’s that sh+t that get a n+gga a couple hundred thou
so we gon’ roll out this b+tch, til they shut it down
they ain’t never seen this sh+t, they be telling lies
my b+tch driving while i’m counting every last dime
300 20’s, 20 hundreds, and a lot of 5’s
stash them in between the seats, and just pray to god
n+gga came to court, [?] the streets
judge took his life from him, put him on a t
r.i.p. [?] caught him in the streets
feel like we was just chilling, now he on a t
they shot my car up like suge night’s
call bro [?] the same night
call d, said he slipping at the red light
told him f+ck around with him, it’s a green light
feds looking for [?], kicked his door in
they want us on the same indictment, got us boxed in
mama told me might as well turn myself in
if they want me, they gon’ have to do they job then

- bandgang javar lyrics

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