Carry On

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Iyeball] What the fuck are you whining for All my niggas is cold as ice All my niggas worth dying for All my niggas done paid the price, four times over Gold chains, slave code Flip it over, no owner I be zoned out, most of my day [?], 20 seconds, two k I be reffin' in arenas cause a nigga don't play Treat a nigga like what What a nigga might say Cause a nigga get turnt and a nigga mind say Three stories on oak Might tell it to a daughter Cause the world need more real women for the farmers I'm plantin' my seeds, two seasons after Autumn Compost, bullshit, throw a filter on my water Rather tell you how I got it Then tell you that I lost it Real nigga, I ain't really 'bout too much other than profit Rather tell you that I got 'em Than you tell you that they got me Real nigga I ain't scared of shit But know my niggas watching you [Hook] I got three eyes (three eyes) Seen it all since knee-high (knee-high) Now just promise you gotta carry on One day you here, next minute you gone [Bridge] Pull up like I'm shooting Ruthless All my niggas do this Ain't new to this [Verse 2: Jerreau] Never chase the box they put you in one when you dead All my niggas is good, all my niggas stay fed None of my homies are feds A couple out by the feds Thought they'd never get home, I was legal trappin' instead On this paper like cursive Fuck nine to five and I'm workin' You said it, I did it, always knew I had a purpose Money or status They fuck with you cause of one or the other And if you got both Now you know you in trouble Cousin went home like this the same year he went in He either wanna meet his maker, or go back in Rehabilitated he never re-assimilated Now how the hell am I supposed to reach that man? Niggas from my hood think they refs He got hit with a Tec No law or governor Damn man, fuck you expect Who do you trust when everyones living a lie Revenues, less [?], single profit, buy low, sell high It's all about Bankreau, Jerreau never lie Multi before I die, I could do better than try Heart of gold but it's hollow cause I just pour out my soul With age comes wisdom, that shit never gets old [Hook] [Bridge] x2
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Credits
- Producers
- Ivan “Iyeball” Houpe