Keep It Rolling
Say what I wanna say
Go where I wanna go
The line is breaking on my back
Got 50 cal rounds in my attic
(I don't) fuck with your middle man
Fuck with your Democrats
Red and blue and black
They're buying missiles
And they're selling crack
I don't wanna know
If your money goes to charity
All I know are wagies
Pumped with TikTok and amphetamines
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Be who you wanna be
Bleed where you wanna bleed
The bell is tolling in my head
The heads are rolling in the fan
I'm taking off the noose
I cut myself loose
I don't need a whore to tell me
That I need to feel more caring
Reaching up the skyways
Pulling off the highway
I will answer for my crimes
There's no more death than faking life
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
The gong is black
The horse is racked
The frothy stains
Stream down his neck
As he shakes his head
Flails his wrists
If the ship is sinking
Then I guess I'll make the most of it
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
I will find the will to live!
I will find a will to live!
Go where I wanna go
The line is breaking on my back
Got 50 cal rounds in my attic
(I don't) fuck with your middle man
Fuck with your Democrats
Red and blue and black
They're buying missiles
And they're selling crack
I don't wanna know
If your money goes to charity
All I know are wagies
Pumped with TikTok and amphetamines
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Be who you wanna be
Bleed where you wanna bleed
The bell is tolling in my head
The heads are rolling in the fan
I'm taking off the noose
I cut myself loose
I don't need a whore to tell me
That I need to feel more caring
Reaching up the skyways
Pulling off the highway
I will answer for my crimes
There's no more death than faking life
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
The gong is black
The horse is racked
The frothy stains
Stream down his neck
As he shakes his head
Flails his wrists
If the ship is sinking
Then I guess I'll make the most of it
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
I will find the will to live!
I will find a will to live!
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Writer(s): Griffith Melton
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