Lyrics

They tryna tell me that I'm tripping Got the mind of a winner You don't know the difference See the hate up in your eyes, little buddy what you sipping Oh, you think I'm out of bounds then go ahead blow the whistle I can't help but turn the heat up and let me watch me sizzle Tryna figure me out, that's a complicated riddle Got an outside game and I still can work the middle Oh I'm about to blow the speakers why don't you crank me up a little. They ain't ready for me You can't, (NO), stop me, (Stop me) You ain't, (Never), You ain't ready for me You can't, (NO), stop me, (Stop me) You ain't, (Never), You ain't ready for me Pay no mind to the haters cause my numbers all the way up Barely on my level and this only just the warm up Like a train coming you can fell the ground rumble Go right, I go left yeah I love to bring the trouble Tone deaf where the ref I can never tone down Game time, lights out, you on my turf now Couldn't keep me in a cage, it's about to get wild We can do this all night, I ain't throwing in the towel You can't, (NO), stop me, (Stop me) You ain't, (Never), You ain't ready for me You can't, (NO), stop me, (Stop me) You ain't, (Never), You ain't ready for me
Writer(s): Nichols Phelps Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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