Keep Up

I don't need her, straight out to the dealer
Making so much money aint like you can keep up
Skip the cheaters, bought a brand new beamer
Hit a hundred, Kicking records like its Fifa

Yall can't stand up, gotta get your bands up
Making waves before I pulled up on the camera
You can't stand us, sorry then you can't have us
Ya I started lower, sunk, but then I trapped up
Imma go but its slatt, yuh, yall actin different on camera
You isn't gonna get fans, yuh
You think you good but you trash, yuh
Ride the beat its all I know
My life a feat that none yall pose
I drive the lambo, ride the ghost
No matter what, speed limit broke
I did not choose this life was chose
I hit a lick and split with my bros
I be earning my tips and my neck getting froze
I aint scared of the haters and threats that they pose
I aint dubbin nobody if we still be close
Even if my neck is covered in gold
You can tell your girl bout me but she knows
Be the way that I speaking these flows
Everybody gonna die
Why you pull up on me while I'm still inside
I got two twin glocks by my side
Shoot you once in the head now you die
Everybody gonna die
Why you pull up on me while I'm still inside
I got two twin glocks by my side
Shoot you once in the head now you die

I don't need her, straight out to the dealer
Making so much money aint like you can keep up
Skip the cheaters, bought a brand new beamer
Hit a hundred, Kicking records like its Fifa

I don't need her, straight out to the dealer
Making so much money aint like you can keep up
Skip the cheaters, bought a brand new beamer
Hit a hundred, Kicking records like its Fifa



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Writer(s): Ryder Katz
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