Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Don't Stop , by - Chase & Status. Song from the album Tribe, in the genre Драм-н-бэйсRelease date: 17.08.2017
Record label: Chase & Status
Song language: English
Don't Stop |
| Bugzy Malone |
| (D-d-d-d-don't stop) |
| Chase and Status |
| (D-d-d-don't stop) |
| Watch this |
| They’re not talking no more |
| They just don’t see eye to eye |
| Since the break-up it’s all been shaky |
| But we all tryna get by |
| And now that I’m partially famous |
| People think I’m a different guy, but I’m not |
| It’s just that they get about in the daytime, I get about at night |
| Long-lost siblings that I don’t chat to |
| Old friends I never get back to |
| The exposure’s coming in way too fast |
| And I can’t stand still like a statue |
| I gotta keep moving |
| Still tryna figure out if I’m built for this |
| Thing is, I know man would kill for this |
| I know girls that would come off the pill for this |
| I can’t stop, it’s like I’m on a pilgrimage |
| Five years in, flying like I’m on a Buzz Lightyear ting |
| To infinity and beyond |
| I’m a sinner that don’t belong (that don’t belong) |
| I’m a sinner that don’t belong, I’m a sinner that don’t belong |
| (That dont belong) |
| I’m a sinner that don’t belong, I’m a sinner that don’t belong |
| Somebody sent a hitman out, but I’m on to them |
| And they stay tryna break my confidence |
| They must think I’m build of compliments |
| But on a scale of one to ten, I’m at nine point nine |
| I’m at nine point nine |
| And they don’t wanna see me when I reach ten |
| D-d-d-d-d-don't stop, d-d-d-don't stop |
| D-d-d-d-d-don't stop, d-d-d-don't stop |
| A part of me wants 'em to fix it |
| But the other half of me knows |
| That way too much war went under too many bridges |
| Deep down I just wanna see them risk it |
| Deep down I just want back simplistic |
| This is all complex, gotta sound twisted |
| But I’m not twisted, I’m just a misfit |
| Turns out that the misfit was gifted |
| I think it unrealistic |
| People are poor, yet materialistic |
| I’m not even sure that I would admit that |
| I tell the truth sometimes to be different |
| I blow money for the hell of it |
| But the way that I feel is irrelevant |
| 'Cause I’m smiling when I’m in a shop |
| But when I leave straight back to feelin' delicate |
| Straight back to feelin' negative |
| I don’t wanna end up like the relatives |
| So I took couple of doors off to make sure |
| That I don’t go back to claiming benefits |
| I’m a sinner that don’t belong, I’m a sinner that don’t belong |
| (That don’t belong) |
| I’m a sinner that don’t belong, I’m a sinner that don’t belong |
| Somebody sent a hitman out, but I’m on to them |
| And they stay tryna break my confidence |
| They must think I’m build of compliments |
| But on a scale of one to ten, I’m at nine point nine |
| I’m at nine point nine |
| And they don’t wanna see me when I reach ten |
| D-d-d-d-d-don't stop, d-d-d-don't stop |
| D-d-d-d-d-don't stop, d-d-d-don't stop |
| Somebody sent a hitman out, but I’m on to them |
| And they stay tryna break my confidence |
| They must think I’m build of compliments |
| But on a scale of one to ten, I’m a nine point nine |
| I’m at nine point nine |
| And they don’t wanna see me when I reach ten |
| Somebody sent a hitman out, but I’m on to them |
| And they stay tryna break my confidence |
| They must think I’m build of compliments |
| But on a scale of one to ten, I’m a nine point nine |
| I’m at nine point nine |
| And they don’t wanna see me when I reach ten |