Keep Up Video (MV)

Backwoods and sativa's
Neck looking like a freezer
Playing with em I'ma teaser
Hope my niggas make it big but if they do I need a feature
OMeezy he be the reaper
Snatching your soup out of your sneakers
And we all surrounded by leeches the devil is so deceiving disguised himself as a preacher damn
F*ck all that digiorno my delivery like the pizza man
Only the strong survive when shit gets tough and then it hits the fan
Being a real nigga isn't something u can teach a man
They say life is a bitch I told that bitch "it's nice to meet you ma'am"
Riding on that Peter pan
Drope off on 42nd
Take it up to 104th
Cuzzo got them shawtys naked
Nigga I can hardly take it, niggas saying I ain't shit
That I can't spit I'm more of a poet that I ain't lit
How bout you try and spit, bout something that you feel
I bet you can't cuz you only spit bout shit that ain't real
F*ck bitchea pop a pill
Drink Henny get the money
Talking bout you toting steal
U still find that shit funny
I never held a gun
I never popped a pill
But I still got the skill all these rappers I got to kill
One day when they call me the g.o.a.t. maybe then I can chill
But I'm on a mission to get it and I am not gon fail
Can't wait to see their faces change when I prevail
Cuz I'm worries bout dropping hits and you worries bout dropping shells
Writing all these songs and niggas telling me "it's not Gon sell
Posting shit on soundly muthaf*cka that shit not gon help"
I'm just tryna be myself
Give a f*ck bout what you say
Cuz what you eat don't make me shit and your beliefs don't make me pray
23 with baby face made mistakes now I paper chase
Ain't no way you gon beat me I'll dunk on you wearing ankle weights, Lord
He who lives by the sword
Goes out the same way so I'ma live by a cord
Attached to mic, so that I could record
When I'm in my next life, feel like I've been here before
In .y past life I was king
The one before that a God
This one right here I'ma boss and I'm very good at my job
And I ain't got no employees I'm just a one man mob
Most people die before they've lived man you had one damn job
Did you catch that can you keep up
To all this fast rap in your speakers
I like a fat ass wit them C cups lower back tat and Adidas if she has that she's a keeper
Did you catch that can you keep up
Did you catch that can you keep up
In a black mask I'ma creep up if you rap trash get cleaned up nah scratch that get beat up
Chilling wit my feet up
3 stripes on my sneakers
I do this shit just bcuz Im really trynna be up
Got married to the game but I made that bitch sign a prenop
She not boutta f*ck me up
It's our time yeah we up
I'm next up to the plate
Big mistake cuz once I knock it out the park I'll go down as one of the greats
I wanna go from McDonald's to caviar ony plate
Take Ella Mai on a date
$300 a steak, wait
Look at these lights look at these cameras time to give em action
All the rappers can't understand them can't even call it rapping
I call it acting look at tekashi look at the way he's acting
The way he's ratting I'm supposed to believe he made it rapping, ha
That's just the world that we live in
We spend more time idolizing than actually living
We take for granted everyday the life we were given but on this mic
I'ma savior like hip hop was a religion
From the ground I have risen
Tryna get back my freedom it's stuck inside of a prison
I need a lil help I need some guidance and wisdom
The knowledge that isn't taught in schools I ain't liking Da Vision
I'm trapped inside of a system
That don't want me to make it no matter how much I give em
My time and my freedom shit like that can't be forgiven
But I'ma take all these punches and I'ma keep on living it's O