Lil B - Stopping and Going lyrics

[Intro: 2Pac] All that society is doing is leeching off the ghetto They use the ghetto for their pain, for their sorrow, for their culture, for their music (Everything) For their happiness, for their movies (All that sh**) They talk about Boyz n the Hood, you know what I'm saying? I'm not saying I'm gonna rule the world (But you can), or I'm gonna change the world But I guarantee (You will) I will spark the brain (Always believe) that does change the world, that's our job [Verse: Lil B] If I can't benefit, what's the benefit? No benefits so I'm sick in this motherf**er, b**h lyin' Tryna say she 'bout me or somethin' I don't know no b**h that love me for nothin' Toss the hoe like trash, I don't kick no cans I only believe what I see, don't compare me to them Can't walk with envy, n***as try to s** juice [?], I'll peel your top like the back of a roof Fifty thousand dollar suits, brown [?] People say I'm the truth, no lie, no proof Got change of heart, no Kevin Hart, I'm not funny Got money in the briefcase, d** in the suitcase Fo' five on my waist, dreaming 'bout better days Gotta change my life, or trade it for your best day Nothing stand in my way, I got roadblocks Stranded on this highway, no stops Pa**ing light no trucks, flat beds Putting major weed in it You gotta leave the game before it start Shout out Kendrick Lamar, fame never got to him Wanna be on time, take a life time To build your name up, stones running through my body My mind on money, not street problems The only person that told me the truth was my mom My dad does too, from a distance For instance, my life was just like that sentence Judge never told me I shouldn't, so how would I get it? Had to get out of line to get in position Best leaders gotta listen, ain't tryna miss it People just talk because they mouth was spittin' I feel like money coming, my palms is itchin' Never too old to speak, I'm the one that's gifted Cardboard box, you the one that's missin' Prayers to music, shout out to Enzo Real Based family got me, all the hizzos I keep pushing the story, got me tapped in Feeling like a zombie ‘cause I'm always trapped in You don't get it, I move North so I'm trapped in '05, '04, I was tapped in Never been a slave to the high fashion But I'm high with my fashion, blue weed on my t-shirt [?] sold 25 grams of the candy Take it to me, I keep it handy It's distance between stopping and going The b**h never stop and she definitely going, Lil B