Keep On Livin’
(Hook)
I'mma pour another drink, I'mma pop another pill
I'mma pop another pill, I'mma pour another drink
I'mma pop another pill, I'mma pop another pill
I'mma pour another drink, I'mma pop another pill
I'mma pop another pill, ill
(Verse 1)
It's been too long, I'm sick of my surroundings
Sleep in the position from this liquor that I'm drown in
Never do it moderately probably just down it
Honestly I'm obviously sick of bein' childish
So how's it?
So hard to keep an old movement
'Ya all too foolish, faker than rock and cubic
Makin' a profit move, based it off music
Wait til they all approve, I'm basicly causin' newsense
Yeah, they see me more then just a problem now
'Cause this had been my hobbie as a problem child
Then it turned it something I can't stop
I'm blame it on myself but I stuck in the bad spot
Chuggin' a bad gouache, you won't put that down, 'cause you are on your third bottle, you can't look back now
I couldn't eat, can't sleep, I was runnin' out of energy
Let it be, I'm stuck behind the same old tendency
(Bridge)
I told you, homie, you don't need that
So why you worry 'bout that shit they say
Pour another one and just lean back
Don't let 'em come around and fuck up your day
I said it, I'm gonna keep on thrivin' and keep on livin'
Makin' meal with a scraps I been given'
I'm gonna keep on gridin' and keep on spittin'
They only open up their mouth if you listen
(Verse 2)
I'mma pour another drink and I'mma pop another pill
Just the thought of give me chills tryna climb over this hill, it's real
I'm gettin' ill, I should prolly slow down, the problem is I can't
'Cause ain't nobody showed me how
So I'm chillin', gettin' tipsy and I'm smokin' that good
I do it like it's easy but you hope that you could
See me posted in the hood, blowin' potent like I should
Floatin' off the kush 'cause I'm mostly understood
Or maybe I'm underrated, I fuckin' hate it, it's something ain't it
The ones who make it are fakin' and that's an uderstatement
Now I don't even need to get into the details
Y'all got nothing but bad taste like cheap rails
I'll never sweat it, I'm just doin' my thing
Using my name like they know me, homie
No ones the same, used to the pain
Can't move like I'm sueded in chains
Stupid insane, trynna find another roof in the rain, word
(Hook)
I told you, homie, you don't need that
So why you worry 'bout that shit they say?
Pour another one and just lean back
Don't let 'em come around and fuck up your day
I said it, I'm gonna keep on thrivin' and keep on livin'
Makin' meal with a scraps I been given'
I'm gonna keep on gridin' and keep on spittin'
They only open up their mouth if you listen