Keep Your Head Up
Everybody wants to live a life full of
Happiness but nobody want to raise
Each other in the cold street what left
In our heart is full of hate full of
Jealousy and selfishness of our
Mindset we can never go nowhere
All else we share with each other but
Sometimes you need to distance
Yourself to see things clearly not
Everyone who laughs at you is your
Friend so nigga wise up keep your
Heads up and watch your steps this is
My little advice to everyone living in
The street keep your heads up keep
The faith watch your six and keep
Your eyes open dont be surprise to
See the one you take the bullet for
Will end up being the one behind the
Gun no one care enough to care about
You they only come around when you
Are successful and then left when you
Are down you may laugh with so
Many but never trust any so nigga you
Are all alone in the cold street i don't
Keep friends i keep families cos
Families raise you up when you fall
But friends run when you are down
They only travel hundred miles just
To lay you to rest but never travel to
Put food on your table so get prepared
The only stronger survive life isn't fair
In the cold street i ask god to protect
Me from my enemies suddenly I start
Losing friends life goes on be careful
Who you share your weakness with
Those motherfuckers can't wait for the
Time to use it against you now i lay to
Rest my pistol close to me if any
Intruder breaks in my pistol his life I
Take many dreams and many wishes
Is what i had im not here to compete
Untill i die my competition is zero i
Know death follows me but i Murdered it first my god isnt yet
Through with me can you feel me
Sometimes you have to keep your Head up and watch your steps there
Are so many people who truly dont
Like you so dont show your good
Side just to make them stay show your
Worst side and see who stays then you
Will realize who is truly your friend
So nigga wise up you are all alone in
The cold street
Since I was a little kid i keep on Fighting listen can you feel me
One time for my nigga from the west
Side one time for my nigga living in
The street one time my nigga who Keep their head up through the hard
Time never give up one time for my
Nigga who passed away all my niggas
In the street west side
Emires
Shout out to all my black niggas who
Passed away and god bless to those
Who still breath you know what time It is west side
Happiness but nobody want to raise
Each other in the cold street what left
In our heart is full of hate full of
Jealousy and selfishness of our
Mindset we can never go nowhere
All else we share with each other but
Sometimes you need to distance
Yourself to see things clearly not
Everyone who laughs at you is your
Friend so nigga wise up keep your
Heads up and watch your steps this is
My little advice to everyone living in
The street keep your heads up keep
The faith watch your six and keep
Your eyes open dont be surprise to
See the one you take the bullet for
Will end up being the one behind the
Gun no one care enough to care about
You they only come around when you
Are successful and then left when you
Are down you may laugh with so
Many but never trust any so nigga you
Are all alone in the cold street i don't
Keep friends i keep families cos
Families raise you up when you fall
But friends run when you are down
They only travel hundred miles just
To lay you to rest but never travel to
Put food on your table so get prepared
The only stronger survive life isn't fair
In the cold street i ask god to protect
Me from my enemies suddenly I start
Losing friends life goes on be careful
Who you share your weakness with
Those motherfuckers can't wait for the
Time to use it against you now i lay to
Rest my pistol close to me if any
Intruder breaks in my pistol his life I
Take many dreams and many wishes
Is what i had im not here to compete
Untill i die my competition is zero i
Know death follows me but i Murdered it first my god isnt yet
Through with me can you feel me
Sometimes you have to keep your Head up and watch your steps there
Are so many people who truly dont
Like you so dont show your good
Side just to make them stay show your
Worst side and see who stays then you
Will realize who is truly your friend
So nigga wise up you are all alone in
The cold street
Since I was a little kid i keep on Fighting listen can you feel me
One time for my nigga from the west
Side one time for my nigga living in
The street one time my nigga who Keep their head up through the hard
Time never give up one time for my
Nigga who passed away all my niggas
In the street west side
Emires
Shout out to all my black niggas who
Passed away and god bless to those
Who still breath you know what time It is west side
Credits
Writer(s): Felix Iyawa
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