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ian - Never Stop (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ian
ian
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ian O'Neill Smith
Ian O'Neill Smith
Songwriter
Asmil Rodriguez
Asmil Rodriguez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ian O'Neill Smith
Ian O'Neill Smith
Recording Engineer
sxprano
sxprano
Producer
Asmil Rodriguez
Asmil Rodriguez
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(Private motherfuckin' flight, ya dig?) I know it's some haters in here I see y'all way in the back over there (haha, what the f-?) Y'all need some water? Y'all aight? I know it's hard work I know y'all paid to get in here for the show You just gotta trust what's goin' on inside yo' gut (what's goin' on, what's goin' on) 'Cause they gon' try to tell you it's a problem when it's not, huh (they gon, they gon' try to tell you) Boy, go ahead and take it, if you want it, never stop, huh (boy, go ahead and get it) So much dirty money, I need hand sanitizer, huh (oh, it's holiday season) Cruise in this Phantom with the suicidal doors Half a million dollar carpet, leave yo' shoes at the door, huh I miss when we would talk about what's new between us both, huh It's Mr. Spend-That-Money, I don't care about the price, huh I'm gon' keep on puffin' 'til I'm damn near paralyzed, huh You upset for nothin', bitch, I could not care less, huh (bitch, I do not give a fuck) I'm drivin' crazy 'cause I damn near failed my test, huh You got zero paper, you should get up off yo' ass, huh "ian, you gon' beat 'em, you remember how they treat ya?" Huh (you remember what they did) Fully flooded bezel, it's December every season, huh (it's the motherfuckin') Open up that kennel, my big dog'll come and see ya (ooh, ooh, ooh) Four-hundred on this brand new Huracan, Lamborghini (holiday season, ay) I'm gettin' money, but I cannot pay 'em mind, that's how they get ya The problem is, bitch, I cannot read yo' mind 'bout myself Diamond wrist, I can't even tell the time of the day Tom Brady, I'ma throw a fuckin' bomb down the field, huh I'm a bag-chasin' monster for real (I'ma chase a fuckin' bag) Huh, me and Ben stuck together (me and, me and, me and, me and) I'm the type to hit that ho and then forget it, huh (I'm the type to hit that, hit that) Fuck, I guess that I could manage a mil' You just gotta trust what's goin' on inside yo' gut (what's goin' on, what's goin' on) 'Cause they gon' try to tell you it's a problem when it's not, huh (they gon, they gon' try to tell you) Boy, go ahead and take it, if you want it, never stop, huh (boy, go ahead and get it) So much dirty money, I need hand sanitizer, huh Cruise in this Phantom with the suicidal doors Half a million dollar carpet, leave yo' shoes at the door, huh I miss when we would talk about what's new between us both, huh It's Mr. Spend-That-Money, I don't care about the price, huh I'm gon' keep on puffin' 'til I'm damn near paralyzed, huh You upset for nothin', bitch, I could not care less (bitch, I could not give a fuck) I'm drivin' crazy 'cause I damn near failed my test, huh You got zero paper, you should get up off yo' ass
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