I Would Keep Goin - Big Scarr

Fuck, yeah, I guess I I guess I could stop, a lot of people would probably stop But I love this too much, man I got too much I'm trying to do From the morning I wake up I start packing all my stuff Tell the homies, tell the family I gotta keep on going From the morning I wake up I start packing all my stuff Tell the homies, tell the family I gotta keep on going I don't know what day it is I don't know what month it is I can't love a girl because I'm way too much in love with this Different states, different countries Crossing different continents Self-beliefs my diving board I'm swimming in accomplishments Haven't slept since '06 Main focus is stay focused Santorini wine tasting plus I'm off Amalfi coasting And took my mom with me because without her there'd be none of this I think she'd agree, she probably needs a brand new bucket list Eating off my dreams, I'm my personal chef Seven women in one night, that's just my personal best Sent 110 to the family, sent 15 to my homies so I don't feel bad about my chain on my Rollie though Approach you with assumptions, I promise that you know nothing My family legs got cut off from my bank account, keeps on jumping So I, keep on going This bigger than me, that's just the day one ambition in me Real one, yeah From the morning I wake up I start packing all my stuff Tell the homies, tell the family I gotta keep on going From the morning I wake up I start packing all my stuff Tell the homies, tell the family I gotta keep on going Yeah, niggas saying all my bars high They can't follow mine, tryna chase me like a jaw line Shine like a gold mine so my bottom line grow four times in a week Got a gold mind and it's go time, I got no time for the weak This week been show time after show time, still finding my peak Don't know what day it is, now, don't know what month it is Trying to hold my girl down, I'm sure I love her more than this "Now, Bassy why you always missing?" "Bassy, baby on a mission" So we gon' love cause haters rampant Put that cancer on remission Listen, followed my passion that led me to purpose Took me so long just to find out my worth I went from knee deep to beneath the surface, beneath the surface (beneath that) Living above my lows, I'm living above my lows The show sell out, but the boy won't And God got us, these hoes don't I dropped the hottest shit in '16 and they still sleeping I'm just finna do that shit again, it's off of everybody head You ain't gotta give me mine, nah nigga, pay me every fuckin' cent I'ma let the squad handle all the rest and God gon' handle whatever left And From the morning I wake up I start packing all my stuff Tell the homies, tell the family I gotta keep on going From the morning I wake up I start packing all my stuff Tell the homies, tell the family I gotta keep on going I keep on going, keep on going, keep on going, keep on going, keep on going I keep on going, keep on going, keep on going, keep on going, keep on going

Woah Let's go (Drvmlord) Filled my cup three times, shit still soundin' like chains, nigga Let's go Gotta analyze Yeah, a nigga still fightin' demon ties Real recognize real, niggas better recognize Look me in my eyes, you can tell that I'm certified (certified) Hurt me to my heart, seen my mama cryin' Lil' bro only happy when you fresh or when the opp dyin' (when the opp die) Yeah, I know I'm good with the punchline But don't make me get up in the field on the frontline (frontline) Superhero 'Cat, hear the engine whine Nephew call my phone, hit the audio FaceTime (FaceTime) Lost my last bitch 'cause I ain't make time Real street runner, yeah, I'm all about a dollar sign (dollar sign) Nigga lose his life tryna take mine Bet I'm doin' life 'fore I let them niggas take mine ('fore I let 'em take mine) All about the money, can't waste time Foot up on the gas, I don't never use the brake line Uh, woah, huh? Heard they hatin' now (hatin' now) Poppin' shit every day now (every day now) Put it in they face, what the fuck they gon' say now? (Fuck they gon' say now?) Shellcatcher net on the Glock side Plenty ammunition any time you see me outside (I'm outside) Turn the opp party to a fish fry (woah) Get up on 'em close, I ain't really with the drive-by (get down) Water on me like I got baptized Pull up in the hood, let the Hellcat ghostride (bitch ghostride) And I got your bitch on my right side See you tryna call, phone ringin' like the hotline (hit decline) Strapped on the stage during show time Heard they took his chain, bet a nigga won't take mine (can't take mine) Headshot him when he cross the gun line Everybody strapped, I ain't really gotta use mine (woah, nigga, get down) Gotta analyze Yeah, a nigga still fightin' demon ties Real recognize real, niggas better recognize Look me in my eyes, you can tell that I'm certified (certified) Hurt me to my heart, seen my mama cryin' Lil' bro only happy when you fresh or when the opp dyin' (when the opp die) Yeah, I know I'm good with the punchline But don't make me get up in the field on the frontline (frontline) Superhero 'Cat, hear the engine whine Nephew call my phone, hit the audio FaceTime (FaceTime) Lost my last bitch 'cause I ain't make time Real street runner, yeah, I'm all about a dollar sign (dollar sign) Nigga lose his life tryna take mine Bet I'm doin' life 'fore I let them niggas take mine ('fore I let 'em take mine) All about the money, can't waste time Foot up on the gas, I don't never use the brake line

Double R 1818, bitch Y'all know what the fuck goin' on Y'all know we really run this shit (WavyBoyProductions) Ayy, yup Yup Stretch the pack, I throw it long like I'm Cunningham Taxin' for P's in my trap like I'm Uncle Sam We put the hundreds and fifties in rubber bands Can't get 'em all, reimburse 'em then I made an oath to the trap, I won't work again Back in the trap, flippin' work again 'Member them days I was ridin' on the 10-speed Now your boy up in the big league I ain't been to Johnny, but wait 'til you see them new VV They ain't gon' want me on TV Blinded by riches like Stevie, these niggas can't see me They mimickin', wanna be me Posed in the drip, now your bitch hollerin' out, "Come and see me" Give her good dick but she [?] These niggas hoes, Catch him in traffic wit' the Drac' and I bet I'll unload Tryna get rich, that's the goal But these niggas testin' my gangsta, so I'ma expose 'em No, he don't really want smoke Said that he gangster, but seek for attention like hoes Fuck your big dawg, he a ho I jump on they foot, she be tellin' the tell-alino We get 'em in for the low My clientele good, I ain't posted in front of the store They done fucked up and freed Ghost One step on his shoe, then I'm dumpin' 'til you hit the floor Fuck all the internet posts A hundred some shots in the car, now his ass gettin' ghost We stashed the dope in the floor The junkies they runnin' in after the swing in the door I hit the plug for a boat Finessed and made jugs on the low out a realest of low Wait 'til I ice up my throat and ice up my wrists And put ice up on all of my hoes They ain't gon' like when I pop out with trap money Backends, I serve you a load of my show The .30 is on me, I up it and blew it And trust me, Lil Leak, he gon' come out to go But, nah, I'm really just sayin' Niggas out here pullin' humbles and think they the man These niggas makin' these diss songs Catch you in the endzone, get blitzed up on you and your mans Make your bitch eat up the drip Thinkin' 'bout textin' me, make his ass eat up the clip Plug gave me up on the flip Deposit it, profitin' when I go make me a flip Might have a meeting on the ship I'm on the island, the pack did deployed on the blimp I can't see none of these shrimps, big shark in the water Immediately, these lil' niggas can't swim You see the "F" on the rims I'm in the car doin' the dash with a bitch named Kim Drippin' salt might make a spill Might leave a stain, but I'm still out here packin' a steel My youngin, he fresh off a kill Fuck all that talkin', he ready to do him a drill Boy, you ain't nothin' for real All that tough talkin', you had the big gun off a peel You the same nigga that cappin' on bodies They know I got that will, you ain't got no kill I'm the same nigga that post up with choppas And wait on you bitches to come do a drill, bitch Stretch the pack, I threw it long like I'm Cunningham Taxin' for P's in my trap like I'm Uncle Sam We put the hundreds and fifties in rubber bands Can't get 'em all, reimburse 'em then I made an oath to the trap, I won't work again Back in the trap, flippin' work again.