STOP IT

Lyrics

[Intro: Torey D'Shaun] All I need is God Can't nobody else save me I don't really want nothin' from you I don't really want nothin' from you I don't really want nothin' from you I don't really want nothin', hm I don't really want nothin' from you I don't really want nothin' from you I don't really want nothin' from you No, bro, I don't want nothin' from you [Chorus: Ezra LaRon & Torey D'Shaun] Stop it, stop it Stop it, stop it Stop it (Aren't you ready to go home?) Stop it (Aren't you ready to go home?) Stop it, stop it, uh [Verse 1: Torey D'Shaun] Uh, I ain't tellin' my truth, I'm tellin' the truth (I'm tellin' the truth) Soundin' like a Gentile, I don't need you (I don't need you) Actin' like you got it all, bro think he Temu (Bro think he Temu) I was blind, peekaboo, now I see you, like found What you got for me? What you got for me? If it came from the devil, it's a lie to me (Right) Two twin bed, pillows on top of us (Okay) But God was in the room layin' on the side of us (Sidе) I'm not jumpin' for joy over jewelry (Right) I gеt bored when it's only charcuterie Virgin Mary, my life in the hands of a baby, so bein' broke ain't nothin' new to me (Sheesh) I'm right back in the hood after tour life (Check) Ain't no clubbin', I'm right back to my wife (Check) Pockets was a little low on my biggest day (Right) Had a hole in my sock on the biggest stage Made us do the Soulja Boy and then sold your boy right back into slavery (Wow) Don't ask me to sell my soul, somebody bought it and it ain't no savin' me (Sheesh) [Chorus: Ezra LaRon & Torey D'Shaun] Stop it, just stop it Just stop it, just stop it Just stop it (Aren't you ready to go home?) Stop it (Aren't you ready to go home?) Just stop it, stop it [Verse 2: J. Monty] My lil' homie been traffickin' in the trap for certain addicts Out there addin' money in the mattress Plastic package back, you sell it, wrap it Trade it, tax it, practicin' for his casket Remember when he was young and he was laughin' Sad lunch, the sack filled from trappin' The product of his environment, now he pushin' product through his environment Imagine the clientele, but what if your clients tell and you inside the cell I'm a miracle standin' 'cause I saw the flyin' shell, but I wasn't with script what they said If you see the percentages I'm eatin' dinner with Aretha and Benjamin Don't wanna plea for my innocence, you leapin' fences, duckin' dirty, demons is sinister That's just a war of the ego I tried to tell 'em how to flip a package where it's legal But he said, "That's foreign to me, bro, I'm born in the street, I was born with the street code, ain't you tryna go to the D-low" (go to the D-low) Nah, I'm tryna be forty in Rio and pay my mama mortgage Send her a fortune so she don't gotta spend her mornings mournin', that's important to me, bro And I know the South did damage to ya, I was born here (I was born here) There's more eulogies than opportunity I know you fear you're stuck inside a war here But I submit a certain special prayer to the Lord's ear We gon' stay alive, we gon' thrive, every day this only be more clear, you need to— [Chorus: Ezra LaRon & Torey D'Shaun] Stop it, stop it Stop it, stop it Stop it (Aren't you ready to go home?) Stop it (Aren't you ready to go home?) Stop it, stop it, uh