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Keep It G Video (MV)




Performed By: Kuddy Moneybag
Length: 4:50
Written by: Fabian Duncan




Kuddy Moneybag - Keep It G Lyrics




I remember being down on my luck bad just me n momma
Never had dad some nights it was kinda sad fridgerata on e
Didn't have no cash yeah yeah now we up on r luck
Made it out the ghetto but im still chasing bucks yes
Yes an i love momma dukes smiling at me glad
When im riding n my coop me n toody you no we keep it g
If i dap ya up then he dapin up to plus he only two
An he keep street thats my lil me thats my lil me lil fabe
Big fabe lil kuddy big kuddy kup staying muddy
Only f*ck with fam no buddys only fam no buddys
Only fam no buddys

Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g

Try stretch me out but i kept it g had da hold my head up
Fa da family kuddy moneybag morris ent yeah i ducked da sweep
That was last week hundred n fifty three they try max me out
Ten gz for a lawyer yeah they tax me now im back out
On da back routes n trap house its a drought season
Maybe thats the reason erbody beefing n erbody creeping
In da winter time erbody heated call em street sweepers
So i keep it g don't wanna meet people gotta be discreet
They a squil turn the will on you throw the book at chu
Send you up the road penitentiary actions outta sight outta mind
They aint thinking bout chu

Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g

Unc recognized a g in the nursery room eight three eighty six
Myras last seed yall a see soon age twenty three when i jumped the broom
I know my brother smiling from the upper room hattaz saying
Ima die soon cus i vibe by the street rules doing what it do
To make ends meet sugar coating money yeah i kept it g
Running packs like a fed x worker ray bans on my face looking like
Steve erickle plus my money straight like a turtle neck
Like a turtle neck like a turtle neck so if you far from certified
An you don't keep it g keep ya mouth shut an stay the f*ck
From round me off brands they a course they a put chu in the dirt
Got real niggaz faces on white t-shirts

Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
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I remember being down on my luck bad just me n momma
Never had dad some nights it was kinda sad fridgerata on e
Didn't have no cash yeah yeah now we up on r luck
Made it out the ghetto but im still chasing bucks yes
Yes an i love momma dukes smiling at me glad
When im riding n my coop me n toody you no we keep it g
If i dap ya up then he dapin up to plus he only two
An he keep street thats my lil me thats my lil me lil fabe
Big fabe lil kuddy big kuddy kup staying muddy
Only f*ck with fam no buddys only fam no buddys
Only fam no buddys

Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g

Try stretch me out but i kept it g had da hold my head up
Fa da family kuddy moneybag morris ent yeah i ducked da sweep
That was last week hundred n fifty three they try max me out
Ten gz for a lawyer yeah they tax me now im back out
On da back routes n trap house its a drought season
Maybe thats the reason erbody beefing n erbody creeping
In da winter time erbody heated call em street sweepers
So i keep it g don't wanna meet people gotta be discreet
They a squil turn the will on you throw the book at chu
Send you up the road penitentiary actions outta sight outta mind
They aint thinking bout chu

Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g

Unc recognized a g in the nursery room eight three eighty six
Myras last seed yall a see soon age twenty three when i jumped the broom
I know my brother smiling from the upper room hattaz saying
Ima die soon cus i vibe by the street rules doing what it do
To make ends meet sugar coating money yeah i kept it g
Running packs like a fed x worker ray bans on my face looking like
Steve erickle plus my money straight like a turtle neck
Like a turtle neck like a turtle neck so if you far from certified
An you don't keep it g keep ya mouth shut an stay the f*ck
From round me off brands they a course they a put chu in the dirt
Got real niggaz faces on white t-shirts

Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
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Writer: Fabian Duncan
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