Pushin

Lyrics

[Intro: Sleepy Brown] Uh, Sleepy Brown Society of Soul Puttin' in work, baby Puttin' in work Yeah This is dedicated to all them pushers out there, keep on pushin', mm Don't let 'em get you down, yeah, just keep on movin' Check it out [Verse 1] It's just another all damn day (Well alright) I'm just a quiet type, I ain't got that much to say, now I looked up, a nice day it seemed to be (Well, uh) I jumped in my ride to check out the scene (Uh) [Pre-Chorus] In my regal, got my Yak With that fifth wheel on the dash And I'm boomin' the whole day through Bendin' corners, got that budda Call my shawty, 'bout to go scoop her Got to make the moves, and do what I gotta do (Uh, 'cause I'm just) [Chorus] Pushin' on Can't nobody steer me wrong (Yeah) I've been doin' this all day long (All day everyday baby, so I'm just) Pushin' on (Woo) [Verse 2] Everybody always tellin' me "You got to be strong to catch your enemy" (Oh) I just chill and take it day by day The Lord always seem to show a way (Yeah) [Pre-Chorus] In my regal, got my Yak With that fifth wheel on the dash And I'm boomin' the whole day through Bendin' corners, got that budda Call my shawty, 'bout to go scoop her Got to pay them dues, and do what I gotta do (Uh, 'cause I'm just) [Chorus] Pushin' on Can't nobody steer me wrong (Woo) I've been doin' this all day long (Keep pushin, so I'm just) Pushin' on (Sleepy's just) Pushin' on Can't nobody steer me wrong (Yeah) I've been doin' this all day long (All day, everyday, baby) (I'm just) Pushin' on (Gettin' mine) [Verse 3: Rube] Rollin' I-20, midnight and my stomach growls So I exit flatshore Mickey D's up ahead, I'll hit it even though they probably closed DeKalb County bust down as they surround, put me face down With a pistol to my temple, I'm sweating fear Tupac better to kill Black cop on the scene in ATL Sell out and ratted on for puttin' me in jail But I keep pushin' Born with a bone disease Too much pressure, no more knees The whole master plan mind state made up this set-up Locked down for some bull Come on with them guilty pleas Are we even? Is it our mental health? Or is it set up so you can't hold your head up Somebody else can feel good about they self I keep pushin' My purpose is to help black folk So the truers with me and the suckers is against me and my people This organoization is based on helpin' a— But you sit around, flaw pimpin' Mad cause Sam don't give a damn about you and his armed forces Poppin' yo' mouth 'bout my folks, the eye source Talkin bout you a hustler when you really just a mission Even minded crowd **** But I keep pushin' (Pushin' on) [Outro] What it sound like Rick? Play them horns Well alright Sleep Brown Society of Soul baby Funk, in a new dimension Takin' over yo' mind, oh yes, we will blow the cobwebs out yo mind Well alright (Pushin' on) Can't nobody steer me wrong I've been doin' this all day long Pushin' on (Yeah ha)