On & On

On and on
On and on and on yea
Seem like these problems don't stop they just keep going
Trying to get them out of my head but it keep blowing my mind
And it keep going on and on
On and on and on
Lifestyle to crazy only thing a young nigga know is blue faces
Count them up count them up run them up
Seem like this shit don't stop because the problem keep going
On and on
On and on and on

Every time I love a nigga trust a nigga it be like fuck a nigga
Because he will cross you out for a peace a change
That shit ain't new to me
These niggas be lying these bitches be flouging
These niggas they snitching they mouses like Mickey
If the trap name Bobby we gone beat it like Whitney
Yea Yea Yea
I be speaking facts to these niggas
I be speaking facts to these bitches
Only thing I know is go and get it
These problems cant stop me from my riches
Stayed ten toes in these trenches
Leave a nigga dead in a ditch
I don't give a fuck about a bitch
I don't give a fuck about a snitch
All I give a fuck is getting rich
Count the paper yes run it up
Put it in the back of a truck
Yea we riding on Tonka nigga
Thirty eight big weal nigga
I ain't got time to deal with you
Fuck you and your nigga

Seem like these problems don't stop they just keep going
Trying to get them out of my head but it keep blowing my mind
And it keep going on and on
On and on and on
Lifestyle to crazy only thing a young nigga know is blue faces
Count them up count them up run them up
Seem like this shit don't stop because the problem keep going
On and on
On and on and on



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Writer(s): Jamartauis Ross
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