Keep Fighting

Lyrics

[Intro: thr33 & Twentywrld] Mm-mm (Even though I did say that shit, why didn't niggas cut me off when I said that shit?) [Chorus] I started stealin' shit, when I was thirteen Did it myself, don't need no fucking team He pillow talking, get hit wit that beam (Hoe ahh nigga, bruh) Hit from the back like two times, make her cream I had to wake up, shit ain't what it seem (I...) Glock 23, make 'em 2-step lean I like to beat up on niggas for fun (I-I love you) Caught that fuck nigga at Walmart, he run Don't try and start shit with me you can't finish I'm a introvert, so you can get out my business Like I'm on the runway, nigga, get out my way Had to call my lil' baby, like, "Where you today?" Heard you sayin' them rumors 'bout me, what the fuck? How you weigh three hundred? Go get tummy tuck [Verse] Wi-Will you remember me when I die? Building the legacy so I can fly Y'all didn't believe, had to see with yo' eyes Nigga better be humble 'cause he not that guy Okay, we gotta backtrack ARP, gotta keep in my backpack Gotta keep going, nigga, if you trip And I hate disrespect so better watch yo' lip Sh-Sh-She open her legs, I see her pussy lips I don't need that damn twenty, nigga, here's a tip Nigga, shoutout my Auntie, she turn forty-four When I look at the time, I see it's running low Can't just shit on my heart, I had to let it go Boy, you chasing your purpose, gotta stay lowkey Because niggas be plotting to much jealousy Niggas ain't get my reason, now they fucking seethe Da-Damn (On God) Yes, yes, yes [Chorus] I started stealin' shit, when I was thirteen Did it myself, don't need no fucking team He pillow talking, get hit wit that beam (Hoe ahh nigga, bruh) Hit from the back like two times, make her cream I had to wake up, shit ain't what it seem (I...) Glock 23, make 'em 2-step lean I like to beat up on niggas for fun (I-I love you) Caught that fuck nigga at Walmart, he run Don't try and start shit with me you can't finish I'm a introvert, so you can get out my business Like I'm on the runway, nigga, get out my way Had to call my lil' baby, like, "Where you today?" Heard you sayin' them rumors 'bout me, what the fuck? (The fuck?) [Verse 2] What you say? Chillin' and shit, how I'm feelin' today Twin got Glocks and I got the K Twi-Twin (Twinnin'), damn (Damn) Twin got Glocks so you know we get busy We keep on spinnin', we never get tired Remember my broke ass had a iPod Don't fuck with that dumbass nigga, he stupid She said I'm the one, baby, I am not cupid Remember in middle school, I was a lame No-Now I grew up, nigga, I'm not the same They only my friends 'cause they fuck with my fame And I just had a bad bih' stay for the night I can't save that lil' bih' from the dungeon, I'm not a knight One slip in, man, that pussy was too tight Remember my Mama, she couldn't pay light bill Life is a struggle but you gotta fight still (Keep on fighting) (Keep on going) (Thanks!) [Outro: Squillo & Marrgielaa] -Tryna tell to you, bro These nigga be talkin' about anybody opinion, bruh, I ain't gon' lie... Yo' favorite rapper- And then niggas come in my DMs, talkin' 'bout, "Yo, stop beefin' with 'em" What you mean? I'm not the one that's beefin' with these niggas, bro, these niggas wake up, and suck dick These niggas won't join one live, bro, these niggas have not joined one live, bro Not one (Oh no, they-) Not one, everytime we done spoke on niggas, bro (Oh, no, no, no, no, no) Not one, bro (Bro-) Bro, no, they- They been in every live, you just don't know the pages though on 'em! Oh, oh, oh, right, ri-right, right Behind, behind (You just don't know they page!) Be hiding', right, right!