Keep it Going
Thank you for real ones who came along with me
I thank myself for years of believing in me
Lay back express to y'all how I feel really
Head out the window smoke one when we roaming the city
Flip my phone, another bitch exposing her titties
I lost hope for future mamas who live in my city
Lotta y'all either stuck or got shit in the tuck
With hard work gods touch don't believe in the luck
Your toxic lifestyle got major set backs
Fuck yea, oops, nah I shouldn't have said that
I left you message, wont expect a text back
You always got time for drama and chit chat
But who the fuck gone shit talk
Soon as I come face to face I leave a broke jaw
Bobby in the Shadow boxing demons, I been Floyd
And shorty still tripping by attention from pretty broads
I hate rules and I break laws
Never been the type to sit around discuss jobs
I knew this shit was for me since a youngin when I felt lost
Picture out of coups now I connect the dots
Yea, I just, I just, I just, count my steps
Yea
1, 2 Step
Yea, I just keep on going yea, yea, yea baby
I just keep on going, yea, oh baby, oh baby
I just keep on going, yea, cause she kept going
Yea okay I keep on going
Yea, I'm on the loose
Baby, I'm on the move
Just keep on going
Yea, just keep it going
Yea, just keep it going
Yea, I'm on the loose
Baby, I'm on the move
Just keep it going
Yea, just keep it going, baby
Just keep it going
I'm on the loose
Forever in Temptations
It's too contagious
I Feel the Pull
Desires that I'm chasing
I feel the pull
Didn't have you with me to catch my fall
I'm getting what I prayed and what I planned all along
Don't stay in touch with me when you seeing how I ball
Lights blinding the city, you missing what you had with me
Eyes locked to yours was hitting that raw
Enough reminiscing bout you sucking through my drawers
Lord have mercy, no suicide thoughts
Give me suicide doors with the tints yes, yes, yes
I just keep moving, woah
Come on, wait, wait
Yea, I just keep on moving
Yea, we on the go, baby, we on the go
I just keep on moving yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
I just keep on moving yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
And let them sit there with the thumb sucking, and fake thuggin'
I'm rapping like I got grudges
That's how you gotta keep it when they bout to throw punches
When then they Simon Cowell me fuck the damn judging
Baby its EVO, Basha ,Bobby Shadow
Mix those feelings up, I got fuck a feature, bitch I'm the sample
I gave some y'all a job that you could not handle
Complacent bout your life But How the fuck could I settle, uh uh