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Keep It On Me
Yid, Lil Yee, E-40, Mozzy, Mistah F.A.B., Nef The Pharaoh, Philthy Rich
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I won't let you niggas play wit' me no
That's why I keep it on me
Tell them pussy niggas speakin' on me
When you get money you ain't worried 'bout it
We go to war wit' anybody
And passin' guns out to everybody
Thinkin' to myself that you ain't really 'bout it
Watch how we ball they won't do nothin' 'bout it
Sleepin' bitch I doubt it simply feelin' drowsy
Gang gang gang yeah
Aye yeah this the remix
Gotta keep it on me since these niggas wanna sneak diss
Talking like he about that life, he ain't with that street shit
Spent the band on these kicks, I ain't with that cheap shit aye
I smell death in the air, and they tellin' nowadays real niggas is rare
Ain't no room in my circle, I don't fuck on no squares
They want me dead so I gotta keep it on me I swear
Aye for them niggas speaking on me, gotta keep it on me
All that reachin' homie, that's gon' leave your ass leakin' homie
If I ain't got it Purp got it or Julie strappin'
She gon' do whatever I tell her just for a Louis bag
Let's get it
I won't let you niggas play wit' me no
That's why I keep it on me
Tell them pussy niggas speakin' on me
When you get money you ain't worried 'bout it
We go to war wit' anybody
And passin' guns out to everybody
Thinkin' to myself that you ain't really 'bout it
Watch how we ball they won't do nothin' 'bout it
Slippin' bitch I doubt it simply feelin' drowsy
My Glock .27'll send ya to hell not heaven (heaven)
Every day when I open my eyes bruh it's a blessin' (blessin')
See my parents, mama 'n 'em crying and they stressin' (stressin')
Autistic kids, bipolar and depression (depression)
Daddy locked up can't send this child a present (present)
Pray for him Pastor, Preacher, Deacon Reverend (Reverend)
If I go to the joint, I ain't gonna be confessin' (confessin')
Built for it all my whole life, I've been preppin' (been preppin')
Draw up methods keep these bitch ass niggas guessin' (guessin')
Don't play with me I don't play the same recessin' (recessin')
All of my niggas flyer than the pelican (pelican)
You niggas is outdated and irrelevant (irrelevant)
It's like we listening to the streets requestin' (requestin')
I won't let you niggas play wit' me no
That's why I keep it on me
Tell them pussy niggas speakin' on me
When you get money you ain't worried 'bout it
We go to war wit' anybody
And passin' guns out to everybody
Thinkin' to myself that you ain't really 'bout it
Watch how we ball they won't do nothin' 'bout it
Slippin' bitch I doubt it simply feelin' drowsy
Aye you know the hockey stick on me hockey
I wish you would play with M-O-Z-Z-Y gang
Fat loaf on me fake flexing at the dice game, ice game
Hundred fifty grams that's a bike chain
Syrup got me swervin' I'm mergin' into the bike lane
9th grade had him gettin' winded from them pipe flame
Rappin' ass niggas ain't doing this shit you guys claim
Crime rate participant since I'm outta age
He ain't respecting this gangsta, that mean he probably ain't
Keep it on you for surely, 'cause you could die today
They took my little mans, that's what gave me the right of way
Got the phone call slid right away
Hella shots hit him from all kinda ways
I won't let you niggas play wit' me no
That's why I keep it on me
Tell them pussy niggas speakin' on me
When you get money you ain't worried 'bout it
We go to war wit' anybody
And passin' guns out to everybody
Thinkin' to myself that you ain't really 'bout it
Watch how we ball they won't do nothin' 'bout it
Slippin' bitch I doubt it simply feelin' drowsy
Why this nigga keep talking out his neck
I'm in a drop with the tec, finna drop me some tech
Worldwide trips wit' my day one niggas
Eating steak so good you don't need A-1 wit' it
Calamari for shorty, I'm in Tallahassee
She keep it classy, but she gonna bust if it get nasty
I keep it on me, I'm paranoid they tryna blow me
Glock 40, black Mamba, Kobe
Like what you know about the chain little nigga
Ask cash out Keith about Europe, he came with us
I'm a syrup babysitter, I ain't sharing with no niggas
Send your brother to the store make him run errand for a nigga bitch
I won't let you niggas play wit' me no
That's why I keep it on me
Tell them pussy niggas speakin' on me
When you get money you ain't worried 'bout it
We go to war wit' anybody
And passin' guns out to everybody
Thinkin' to myself that you ain't really 'bout it
Watch how we ball they won't do nothin' 'bout it
Slippin' bitch I doubt it simply feelin' drowsy
Hey hey huh yeah bro it's funny what that money does
Just cause I don't rock with you, don't say I'm acting funny blood
New money new friends, nah that ain't how I'm rockin'
If you ain't walk with me, don't talk to me when I'm sliding up in that Masi truck
I got stranger danger, up top in the chamber
Coolest nigga on earth, become a devil when I'm angered
And you know that thing on me, it be close like my pager was
Hatin' on accident, can't help your great great daddy was a hater cuz
Guess it's in your blood, see it all in your DNA
Stop being fake, I'm being great like European scrape
Leave you with the pen face
Oh you mad I'm seeing cake, rose, no E&J
It's on me like ESA
I won't let you niggas play wit' me no
That's why I keep it on me
Tell them pussy niggas speakin' on me
When you get money you ain't worried 'bout it
We go to war wit' anybody
And passin' guns out to everybody
Thinkin' to myself that you ain't really 'bout it
Watch how we ball they won't do nothin' 'bout it
Slippin' bitch I doubt it simply feelin' drowsy
First off Free J Dub
And no no speakin' on me a no no
Drop twenty thousand on his head for the promo
He just sneak dissin', nah he don't want no smoke
Sim City in the house, Weezy F Mack
Bitch I was in the house greasing up the Mac
I don't trust niggas shout out to Judge Digger
Me and new new go back like FUBU
Tryna twist like CV in the pot watching TV
Money was in A-1 and I was in A-3
Rest in peace to Greedy, shout out my nigga Stink
Niggas doing calendars, washing clothes in the sink
Now I don't wear H&M, but I fuck with H 'n 'em
Rest in peace to Dre Fetty, nigga die if he mention him
Yeah bang Kane City, I been to Kane city wit' him
I won't let you niggas play wit' me no
That's why I keep it on me
Tell them pussy niggas speakin' on me
When you get money you ain't worried 'bout it
We go to war wit' anybody
And passin' guns out to everybody
Thinkin' to myself that you ain't really 'bout it
Watch how we ball they won't do nothin' 'bout it
Slippin' bitch I doubt it simply feelin' drowsy