Keep Up (feat. Chad Frozt)

Uh
Here it is
Moment you've been waiting for
L-I-V-I-D
Uh, let's go

I been on my grind, getting dough like a pastry
They tell me all the time I should grow up, I said make me
Not even in prime, it's still early, I'm a baby
Ya'll can fall in line, couldn't keep up if you race me

Not in my prime
I feel like an elephant
Up on the rise
Let's go for the hell of it
Feel I can fly
Nose dive like a pelican
Jump to the side
I'm making me relevant
Know that I'll die
And become a skelton
When I am tired
And finally settling
But until then I am pedistool stepping
Again and I'm bringing my friends
And we elegant
That's my pace in the race I race
Hitting Coachella cuz that's a big game place
Making these letters for all the fans I made
And making a set up
For all the new game trait's
Please my man don't waste my time
If you don't even know bout the game I play
Yeah drop the venom
I got amoxacillin
I'm about to numb the feeling
But you gon' feel my pain

Asking if I got it bro
Man I got it locked down!
Why you even talking yo
When you haven't even found
Any mutha fucking flow
Watch it, I'm a take the crowd
I won't ever drop it, no
It won't ever hit the ground!

I been on my grind, getting dough like a pastry
They tell me all the time I should grow up, I said make me
Not even in prime, it's still early, I'm a baby
Ya'll can fall in line, couldn't keep up if you race me

Ya'll couldn't keep up, not on your feet dawg
Coughing and wheezing, hasta la vista
Profits I see just not what I need
Ya'll falling asleep while I'm pocketing cheese
I work hard for the G's, and I maul all the beats
When you're talking to me it's like Gospel I speak
And I'm confident we ain't a moderate team
We're dominant, leagues above all of these freaks
Raw dawg, ya'll el gato
Ya'll got tunnel vision, El Chapo
Not soft, I go hard so pop off and get your jaw broke
Mask on, no hockey team just
Laughing like Joaquin Phoenix
Bash on these cocky demons
That's all they got for me, bruh?
I been taking a lashing but you don't know half of it
Savages after this, battling back again
Tryna get what I been working for, stashing it
But I'm scratching and clawing and backing 'em off as much as I can
I'm Mayweather bitch, ain't nothing gon' land
I'm Ray Lewis, no one can run at your man
I'm lapping the game, keep up if ya can

I been on my grind, getting dough like a pastry
They tell me all the time I should grow up, I said make me
Not even in prime, it's still early, I'm a baby
Ya'll can fall in line, couldn't keep up if you race me

I pray that when I go to sleep
These angels won't let go of me
I'm hanging on this rope cuz see
The pain is like some dopamine

I pray that when I go to sleep
These angels won't let go of me
I'm hanging on this rope cuz see
The pain is like some dopamine

I been on my grind, getting dough like a pastry
They tell me all the time I should grow up, I said make me
Not even in prime, it's still early, I'm a baby
Ya'll can fall in line, couldn't keep up if you race me



Credits
Writer(s): Chad Salman
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