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Keep it going
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Keep it going was released on October 14, 2024 by 7493538 Records DK as a part of the album Keep it going - Single
ReleasedOctober 14, 2024
Label7493538 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
BPM65
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

I ain't really got anybody that's really above me, you know why
Cause I be dissin' any **** that's really ahead of me, cut him out
These **** are messin' up the game, no, no, no, no, no
The trenches are hella freezin', the trappers are hella heatin
Don't talk bout the old shit, buried it in the ocean, let it lie
**** are fallin' in love for a future, no, no, no, no, no
Can't talk bout the band though, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Playin' no shit in the radio, hear my flow, flow, flow, flow, flow
Gotta keep it goin', gotta keep it rollin
Tell them other **** to give up the war
The trapper hollas on the beat, it's a purge
Can't really get any closure
I'm just hittin' any **** for dinner
I'm feelin' broke, he said I'm setting it off
I'm just killin' anybody that gets in the way
And me gettin' what I want, when I want it, want it more
Will it work or wanna re-want it more
Warmin' up the womb, check, woo, slam, woo
Anybody that fuckin' with me can be seen with the opps in the air
No fuckin' way, no way, I was so fuckin' wild
Wonderin' if I'm a warrior
Wantin' anybody to get cleared away, ****
Cause the new wave's comin' in, they slippin' on food plates
Yeah, humblin' everybody at the scene
Singin' the beliefs, songs of the truth
Through a mini-grid, short for revealin
Revealin' everybody's secret, criticizin' everything we do
Seeking validation, need a vaccination
****, to really be true, ****
I ain't rollin' with any **** that be cappin' on
Sacrificin' cash, shit, for his own shit
Snatch it, snatch it, uh
You **** ain't put you at ratchet
All I do is support, never practice
Yeah, I'm runnin' the pit like an athlete
Every **** be wantin' a piece of the pie, no, no, no, no
Ain't really got anybody that's really about me, you know why
Cause I be dissin' any **** that's really ahead of me, cut him out
These **** are messin' at the game, no, no, no, no, no, no
The trenches are hella freezin', the trappers are hella heatin
Don't talk bout the old shit, buried it in the ocean, let it lie
**** are fallin' in love for a future, no, no, no, no, no
Can't talk bout the band though, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Playin' your shit in the radio, hear my flow, flow, flow, flow, flow
I be crazy when I trip in your studio
You can swear I'm the king of the G
All of my flows are so furious, they be makin' some **** go weak
I'm startin' to feel like I'm gettin' better
Every time I speak with the mic, I just speak
Slippery, slippery, hop on the beat like it's 19 by Lyrical
pH is all in or something, I'm the one who can defeat me
I'm the one who can break me to pieces
I'm the king of my jungle, no fear
All of these ****, they know I trade for the reason
They see we bout to go speed, yeah, I steer
I'm changin' the gear, this shit is so clear
I'm sippin' the beer, she whisper my ears
She tellin' me to call her my dear
Oh no, look at these little bros, they wanna go show off
Oh no, never catchin' a whole bro, yeah, I live by the pro code
It's a war zone, **** gon' fall off
I pray for your downfall
God, my old cow, me and my backbone
And I'm turnin' to hardcore
Ayo, pH, back in the days
You used to try a better pick of the class with your schoolmates
I fell in love with this thing
My ****, I think I was doin' the sixth grade
They see what I do, they copy my move
pH Flesh need to upgrade
Silly, silly, Billy B.G. in the kitchen
Pizzas sliding side and side
Ain't really got anybody that's really about me
You know why
Cause I be dissin' any **** that's really ahead of me
Cut him out
These **** are messin' up the game
No, no, no, no, no, no
The trenches are hella freezin
The trappers are hella heatin
Don't talk bout the old shit
Buried it in the ocean
Let it lie
**** are fallin' in love for a future
No, no, no, no, no, no
Can't talk bout the band though
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Playin' no shit in the radio
Hear my flow, flow, flow, flow, flow
Back then, had to clap that
Had to slap that, booty bounce back
Backstab, had to check them
Had to warn them, reassure them
Got the jackhammer, got the upper hand
I'm the main man, stay behind man
Got the strap man, in the backpack
So beware man, these are facts man
What you know about big blunts
OG overrated, came with big guns
What you know about diss sounds
But you hatin', you just wanna beef now
What you know about three sons
Turnin' **** to creeps now
What you know about
What you know about **** who cap
But still got my name on their contacts
Probably don't wanna rap
They wanna be sleek, slack
What you know about that
Had to keep these **** on the breeder
They know I'm the leader
They know about that
Big ballin
Kid rock red bottoms
Kids call them
Certified kicks
Shittin' on them
Peein' on them
Little Wayne, let it fly
Let it slide
Leave the pride
Now I'm Bougie, actin' all jiggy on em
Championship, Meek Millie on em
Strapped up, what you thinkin' homie
There's a line that you missin' homie
You a liar, you ain't sneaky homie
Step aside, we takin' over ****
It's Walla, open sesame ****
Ain't really got anybody that's really about me
You know why
Cause I be dissin' any **** that's really ahead of me
Cut him out
These **** are messin' up the game
No, no, no, no, no, no
The trenches are hella freezin
The trappers are hella heatin
Don't talk bout the old shit
Buried it in the ocean
Let it lie
**** are fallin' in love for a future
No, no, no, no, no, no
Can't talk bout the band though
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Playin' no shit in the radio
Hear my flow, flow, flow, flow, flow
Thanks for watching
Written by: Nduduzo Jili

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