KEEP. by POETIK Lyrics
[Verse 1]
They dropped the charges on my last case
I guess it's time to celebrate
Bless the sun up; hit the uso Selly, let's collaborate
I'm out here droppin' off and stackin' eastside, [?]
Puttin' in the work, you know we 'bout to get these dollars in
I've lost homies in the street, livin' shit is crazy
That's why we gots to change it, do it for the babies
Readin' letters from my usos locked up, it's fucked up
Grew up in the cul-de-sac, ended up in A-Krab
Shippin' out thе Perry on the second week of March
Wе ain't had no opportunities besides blood [?]
I ain't complainin', I'm just statin' facts, basic
Some of y'all are anxious but don't know what we be facin'
For the colour of your laces, you could end up with a ...
That's a metaphor for gettin' cut the fuck up, I seen it
Now little kids emulate it, tryna be it
How can we succeed when the ghetto is a trap?
[Chorus]
Fuck that, time to party with the crew
'Cause all we ever do is hit the coldies with the brew
Fuck that, put that bullshit to snooze
Remembered uso passed, pour it out for them
Live for my city, boy, I fucking ride for my city, boy
But when it rains in my city, boy
If you can't understand it, carry on your way
We just out here sippin', tryna find a better day
[Verse 2]
Tell my mama, "I miss ya"
Tiny walker, sippin', lookin' at your pictures
Reminiscin' on the laughter that I used to share with ya
If I had a second chance, might not have sold dope
Forgive me, mama, but this gangsta life is all I know
Get this paper up stackin', I'm sorry for the jackin'
Now I walk around with tools tucked up in my jacket
'Cause the action seems to come for you when you least expect it
I gots to stay ready and represent the section
Mama, I been dying inside, it's hard without you
Tear drops tatted when we buried Dave but couldn't save him
Man, I'm worried for my babies—how they gon' eat?
If I don't make this 100K, gots to find a better day
Smoke to the chest, feelin' way stressed
I ain't really been the same since I seen you take your last breath
Hard when your heart's broken, it's life for sin
Depression kickin' in; I guess it's time for gin
[Chorus]
Fuck that, time to party with the crew
'Cause all we ever do is hit the coldies with the brew
Fuck that, put that bullshit to snooze
Remembered uso passed, pour it out for them
Live for my city, boy, I fucking ride for my city, boy
But when it rains in my city, boy
If you can't understand it, carry on your way
We just out here sippin', tryna find a better day
[Verse 3: POETIK]
Lord, I'm thankful for the good days, thankful for my uso Base
Thankful for this Vital Status, A-P-I-A
Thankful for the plane ticket even though the drama came
Scared; still we had heart, riders when it's time to bang
Hold it up, it's time to aim, I swear I love the paper chase
Shit, I must be doin' good 'cause now you bitches startin' to hate
Get in line, you gotta wait if it's my life you tryna take
Battle scars, I'm hard to kill; pull up, I can demonstrate
Homie, I ain't featherweight, you better find a better way
It ain't smart to fuck with me, I'm 'bout it for the dinner plate
Gave the usos all my heart, how much more you finna take?
Drag my name all through the mud and still you smilin' in my face?
Feelin' violent in this space, that's why I smoke [?], mayne
Roll it up and let it burn, hit the 'erb and fly
Better a diamond with the floor than a paper without
Everything has its beauty but not everyone can see it
[Chorus]
Fuck that, time to party with the crew
'Cause all we ever do is hit the coldies with the brew
Fuck that, put that bullshit to snooze
Remembered uso passed, pour it out for them
Live for my city, boy, I fucking ride for my city, boy
But when it rains in my city, boy
If you can't understand it, carry on your way
We just out here sippin', tryna find a better day
They dropped the charges on my last case
I guess it's time to celebrate
Bless the sun up; hit the uso Selly, let's collaborate
I'm out here droppin' off and stackin' eastside, [?]
Puttin' in the work, you know we 'bout to get these dollars in
I've lost homies in the street, livin' shit is crazy
That's why we gots to change it, do it for the babies
Readin' letters from my usos locked up, it's fucked up
Grew up in the cul-de-sac, ended up in A-Krab
Shippin' out thе Perry on the second week of March
Wе ain't had no opportunities besides blood [?]
I ain't complainin', I'm just statin' facts, basic
Some of y'all are anxious but don't know what we be facin'
For the colour of your laces, you could end up with a ...
That's a metaphor for gettin' cut the fuck up, I seen it
Now little kids emulate it, tryna be it
How can we succeed when the ghetto is a trap?
[Chorus]
Fuck that, time to party with the crew
'Cause all we ever do is hit the coldies with the brew
Fuck that, put that bullshit to snooze
Remembered uso passed, pour it out for them
Live for my city, boy, I fucking ride for my city, boy
But when it rains in my city, boy
If you can't understand it, carry on your way
We just out here sippin', tryna find a better day
[Verse 2]
Tell my mama, "I miss ya"
Tiny walker, sippin', lookin' at your pictures
Reminiscin' on the laughter that I used to share with ya
If I had a second chance, might not have sold dope
Forgive me, mama, but this gangsta life is all I know
Get this paper up stackin', I'm sorry for the jackin'
Now I walk around with tools tucked up in my jacket
'Cause the action seems to come for you when you least expect it
I gots to stay ready and represent the section
Mama, I been dying inside, it's hard without you
Tear drops tatted when we buried Dave but couldn't save him
Man, I'm worried for my babies—how they gon' eat?
If I don't make this 100K, gots to find a better day
Smoke to the chest, feelin' way stressed
I ain't really been the same since I seen you take your last breath
Hard when your heart's broken, it's life for sin
Depression kickin' in; I guess it's time for gin
[Chorus]
Fuck that, time to party with the crew
'Cause all we ever do is hit the coldies with the brew
Fuck that, put that bullshit to snooze
Remembered uso passed, pour it out for them
Live for my city, boy, I fucking ride for my city, boy
But when it rains in my city, boy
If you can't understand it, carry on your way
We just out here sippin', tryna find a better day
[Verse 3: POETIK]
Lord, I'm thankful for the good days, thankful for my uso Base
Thankful for this Vital Status, A-P-I-A
Thankful for the plane ticket even though the drama came
Scared; still we had heart, riders when it's time to bang
Hold it up, it's time to aim, I swear I love the paper chase
Shit, I must be doin' good 'cause now you bitches startin' to hate
Get in line, you gotta wait if it's my life you tryna take
Battle scars, I'm hard to kill; pull up, I can demonstrate
Homie, I ain't featherweight, you better find a better way
It ain't smart to fuck with me, I'm 'bout it for the dinner plate
Gave the usos all my heart, how much more you finna take?
Drag my name all through the mud and still you smilin' in my face?
Feelin' violent in this space, that's why I smoke [?], mayne
Roll it up and let it burn, hit the 'erb and fly
Better a diamond with the floor than a paper without
Everything has its beauty but not everyone can see it
[Chorus]
Fuck that, time to party with the crew
'Cause all we ever do is hit the coldies with the brew
Fuck that, put that bullshit to snooze
Remembered uso passed, pour it out for them
Live for my city, boy, I fucking ride for my city, boy
But when it rains in my city, boy
If you can't understand it, carry on your way
We just out here sippin', tryna find a better day