Carry On

Carry on with that fuck shit
Know what my niggas on really bust shit
But what y'all niggas on I can't trust it
Shawty moved like a con but adjusted
You know Zay he a don Mr.Eughhh
You don't know me I'm not who I was
And I told her ain't much that I love so it's bread over all of the buzz

I don't need that shit I don't need no bitch I don't need no hoe by me
All these goddamn hits but it just take six have a hoe show her body
Can't do the most wan' be shawty
Me Hawsa and the hoes east Saudi
Deep rising ya boat she ride me
Free drives on the road deep audis
Zander Zay been a while but they back now screaming that they up
Hoes dick down all up in they guts
Can't come round ain't one of us
Can't come round 'OGK The Gang'
Unlimited sound bitches say I'm tuff
Ain't never frown cus I give no fucks
Money up in pounds nigga getting much
(Hugh)

East side west side baddie
She like I ain't got no daddy
Okay let me be your daddy
No bae stamp that here my addy
Olay! put you in that caddy
Cup take wonder why he laggy
Bands got pants so saggy, bad lil bitch named Maddie
Carry on with that fuck shit
Know what my niggas on really bust shit
But what y'all niggas on I can't trust it
Shawty moved like a con but adjusted
You know Zay he a don Mr.Eughhh
You don't know me I'm not who I was
And I told her ain't much that I love so it's bread over all of the buzz
Stay grinding tryna get where the fuck I wanna be
My timing don't be the timing that bitch be wanting me
Tryn' get rich off rhyming talking bout cash coming in at thunder speed
Hope one day we aligning cus you only girl a nigga want and need
Why leave what happened to forever?
Why me you could've done that shit so better
Molly I think got take so I don't sweat her
Hoping you call me I'm by the phone somebody tell her



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Writer(s): Isaiah Booker
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