Keep It Songtext
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Keep It Songtext
I CAN STILL SEE THROUGH HER FEARS YA
SHE CANNOT TELL ME WHATS REAL YA
I JUS WAN FUK HER NO FRILLS YA
I JUS WAN PAYMENT NO DEALS YA
I KEEP IT ON ME LIKE TENGO
GET THE BOYS MOVING LIKE PAYROLL
I GET A BITCH ON MY CASE THO
U TURN UP MISSING LIKE FLAKES HO
POCKETS BE EMPTY NO CAKE HO
WAVES OF ANXIETY BREATHE SLOW
NO SILVER LINING JUST CLOSED DOORS
I DIDNT BURN IT THE BRIDGE BROKE
I CAN STILL SEE THROUGH HER FEARS YA
SHE CANNOT TELL ME WHATS REAL YA
I JUS WAN FUK HER NO FRILLS YA
I JUS WAN PAYMENT NO DEALS YA
I JUS WISH I HAD A MILL YA
I CANNOT THINK I CANT FEEL YA
SHE DONT WAN TELL ME WHATS REAL YA
BUT I CAN STILL SEE THROUGH HER FEARS
She gon love me with no pay roll,
Don′t mean I won't keep my face low,
Momma I promise won′t stay broke,
Take a deep breath we can't stay broke/
Stack up my chip need my queso,
Creepin thru the water in a raincoat,
Mixing up my feelings out in Kansas with tornados/
Ate a whole of tray special brownies for a fake
Show, nigga fake Bape did it all with no shame tho/
Lashin thru the last of you I pray to see the next moment,
Keep on pourin what I had to do i have
To prove I'll be somethin this morning/
Caught up cashin bowls right after rolls of cash in the
Foyer, what Important to the culture I′ll make that the next motive/
SHE CANNOT TELL ME WHATS REAL YA
I JUS WAN FUK HER NO FRILLS YA
I JUS WAN PAYMENT NO DEALS YA
I KEEP IT ON ME LIKE TENGO
GET THE BOYS MOVING LIKE PAYROLL
I GET A BITCH ON MY CASE THO
U TURN UP MISSING LIKE FLAKES HO
POCKETS BE EMPTY NO CAKE HO
WAVES OF ANXIETY BREATHE SLOW
NO SILVER LINING JUST CLOSED DOORS
I DIDNT BURN IT THE BRIDGE BROKE
I CAN STILL SEE THROUGH HER FEARS YA
SHE CANNOT TELL ME WHATS REAL YA
I JUS WAN FUK HER NO FRILLS YA
I JUS WAN PAYMENT NO DEALS YA
I JUS WISH I HAD A MILL YA
I CANNOT THINK I CANT FEEL YA
SHE DONT WAN TELL ME WHATS REAL YA
BUT I CAN STILL SEE THROUGH HER FEARS
She gon love me with no pay roll,
Don′t mean I won't keep my face low,
Momma I promise won′t stay broke,
Take a deep breath we can't stay broke/
Stack up my chip need my queso,
Creepin thru the water in a raincoat,
Mixing up my feelings out in Kansas with tornados/
Ate a whole of tray special brownies for a fake
Show, nigga fake Bape did it all with no shame tho/
Lashin thru the last of you I pray to see the next moment,
Keep on pourin what I had to do i have
To prove I'll be somethin this morning/
Caught up cashin bowls right after rolls of cash in the
Foyer, what Important to the culture I′ll make that the next motive/
Writer(s): Mark Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com