I just keep going and going and Going

Know that it's wrong but I like it When you feeling lonely

You call my phone the next Minute you just pull up on me

It's safe to say that u like it when It's you who calling

I need 100 Ms

Don't got a lot of friends

I really came from pushing ps

I just ain't cop the Benz

I really came from pushing ps I Just ain't cop the Benz

Stop playing be for real

You don't know how I feel

And I would never sell my soul

So I ain't signing deals

I know a lot of shit done changed

But you ain't adding up

My bitch bad as fuck try her you Gone need some luck

I still go rack for rack

Still lacking never that

Still aiming at your fitted boy we Stopping all the cap

Taking knives and cutting deep I Took it out my back

We going to spin again

Lord knows it's many men

And I been praying

But lord knows I'll sin again

I just keep going and going and Going

Stay by myself but got bruddas That'll come and get you

Pito don't play be moving smart He keep shit confidential

And Dufflebagg got Hell of bags He dropping on your mental

Danny my blood brudda we got The same mother through thick And thin right or wrong that's my Mud brother

They still go rack for rack they Lackin never that

They take your bitch it ain't they Fault ain't have no harm in that

I just keep going and going and Going

Know that it's wrong but I like it When you feeling lonely

You call my phone the next Minute you just pull up on me It's Safe to say that I like it when it's You who calling

I need 100ms

Don't got a lot of friends