It Goes On

How you doin, my dawg?
How you doin?
How you doin, my dawg?
Take the wins with the loss, I ain't talkin Rick Ross
But I'm the big boss *era* big boss *era* big boss
You can get lost at the thought of the tic toc of my wrist watch
Cuz a Bug clock never does stop
It goes on, it goes on, it goes on, and on and on
It goes on, it goes on, it goes on and on and on
It goes on, it goes on, it goes on and on and on
It goes on, it goes on, it goes on and on and on
It goes on and on and on, it goes on and on and on

Emergency line never go flat
My rap down pat, I'm the king no cat
Bait them to the trap just to weed out the rats
If I'm leading the pack, then we'll see where it's at
Bleeding the track, Dupri and da brat
Just want a proud penny, no Kyla Pratt
Shy in the back, no advance up in that
Stay steady up to bat, I'm ready where it at
Kill this beat no matter what my tone is
Lyrical drop bomb like flower Lotus
If you at the top prepare to get knocked, you know this
Your lyrics are dry, please apply the lotion
I'm a dog, I'll go home, but for now I'm roaming
Pity the lad that is my opponent
I get the regulating like melatonin

Hoes, want no hoes, just want million dollar flows
Key on low, key on low, silent moneys how it goes
The king of queens king of queens, can't be threatened by a pawn
What you need a break from time but it goes on and on and on

Ring on her fing for the sake of the keep
You sow what you reap, meaning too deep
Don't got 9 lives but I land on my feet
I'm a stand up guy, even when I take a seat
Strategy of defeat: If I lose, it ain't over, mid race at the meet
I love my music, we elope at the beach on a boat in the sea
I'm the pope and the priest and I'm dope at the speech
In a rhythmic fashion. Manipulate my syllables, announce with passion
Money where my mouth, each word I cash in
Sick mode like Travis, not bragging but the fact is
I'm snapping on the beat - reek havoc
Laughing when they see me passing
Fasten your seat belt (crashing)
It's only bragging if the backing is lacking

It goes on, it goes on, it goes on and on and on
It goes on, it goes on, it goes on and on and on
It goes on, it goes on, it goes on and on and on
It goes on and on and on, it goes on and on and on

I am doin just fine
Your seconds of fame is up, tiktok vine
If you're the man, than you're Amanda Bynes
Hot bars, cold rhymes, flow intertwined (flow intertwines)
Surrounded by foes like
Like the hypocrisy and mockery of the Jew that rose
Do a whole lot of good so they can focus on the lows
So I dispose all the foes from the city of Roses
Debating and debating just to rep my city
Abused and accused for the lack pity
I keep it truth in the booth until the reaper come get me
Sip puff puff pass, I ain't talking bout diddy
Just wait right here, I'll be back in a jiffy
Don't wait, get pop'd, not the kind that gets fizzy
I ain't even at 100, I am barely at 50
Is that the best that you got? Come on, really?

I'ma spit on a mic until each lyric etched in stone
Bad to the bone, got to find your throne
Where you sitting? I don't know
Doubting me is a cry for help. You played yourself and lost the game
I'm gon' die a living legend. You'll go down as what's his name
Working late, perpetuate, back up grinding crack of dawn
I asked you once to be a great success was calling you ain't respond
The chance is gone, I need a team. Build upon a Babylon
I been focused on a legacy - live on and on and on