Never Slow Down (Prod. by Anonymass)

Caskey -Never Slow Down

Never slow down

Never slow down

Never slow down

Yea yea for real

Never slow down

Never slow down

Never slow down

Pick out the clip it's a movie

You could get that sh*t exclusive

I'll merk your a**then get illusive

Hideouts in Daytona

Palm Springs and in Eustis

I don't come around you're a nuisance

C man is holding my deuces

Tats on my neck till you lawmakers

Debt holders f**k you I'm useless

I roll around town with Mike Buseys

Outcast who don't give a f**k about you and your truces

My b**ch and my w**d and my muses

I hit them both I'm abusive

Nothin but true sh*t in my music

Your sh*t is so filled with lies

That I see how folks listening could think that's confusing

I got the juice in my city lil homie

Dont f**k with me or I'm gonna use it

It's time to turn up like an ugly a**b**ch gave her number

We finna lose it

I hate these p**sy lil boys

Who be getting my number

Stay the f**k way from me

I got no time

There's sh*t on my plate

There ain't no vacancy

I got some bad b**ches chasing me

I got some good girls thats running

F**k it like there's nobody dating me

Stagnant that something I hate to be

Least if I'm lone and progressing

I guess that sh*t straight with me

I'm about to drop me a mixtape

I think it was made for me

Then I'ma spend all my racks

There ain't none I can take with me

F**k how ya feeling

I ain't making friends gotta pay for me

I'm putting tatts on my face

Told my momma to pray for me

My teacher went and bought a play for me

Don't want me serving

I told all my Stans not to wait for me

Used to be at their house faithfully

Beggin me to come back It's already too late for me

I'm just trying to get back home safely

Count so much bread we gon start up a bakery

Y'all want the fakery I can't fake sh*t

I got something for those sending hate to me

Never slow down

Never slow down

Never slow down

Yea yea for real

Never slow down

Never slow down

Never slow down

Yea yea for real

Big shout to my pops

I ain't trying to think about it

I've been sippin liquor on the rocks

My momma had a run in with the cops

When she was eight months pregnant

Hated those muf**kas when I dropped

Jar full of pills

I'ma go ahead and pop

Why would I ever stop

If dropping d**e in the crib something that the feds don't like

Guess I'm someone they should watch

I got my money in the streets first here throw it in a knots

Bills knocking at the door

I'm just in the club to host

After that I'm gettin ghost

I've just been doing me

These b**ches they doing the most

Someone ain't love them enough as a child

I could tell by the sh*t that they post

I just pulled up at the coast

Drop me a four in a sprite

Gettin'cash and I don't mean to boast

Let all my naysayers roast

We ain't where we're suppose to be

But sure gettin close

I can feel that sh*t coming

Just want the money done had me a dos

Watch me approach pull up with game for the coach

Now ain't nothing we don't toast

We've been doing this sh*t for real

We've been doing this sh*t for real

We've been doing this sh*t for real