Big Scarr - Keep Going Lyrics

(Go Grizz)
Let's go

Gotta keep goin'
Grandma knew I was gon' be a star on the day that I was born
Used to have dreams about models and foreigns (and foreigns)
Now it's ice on my neck and my wrist like it's snowin' (snow)
Fly-ass lil' bruh, like an eagle I'm soarin' (I'm soarin')
She won't suck dick, bitch, she petty and borin' (she petty and borin')
Lil' bitch, she nasty, she let me record it (record it)
I hit the mall buyin' Christian Dior (Dior)
Damn, that bitch bad, but I cannot adore her (I cannot adore her)
Two Birkin bags, but you know I can't spoil her
Block the ho number, delete it, avoid her
I walk 'em down, hop out with the boy pump
Pockets on fat stickin' out like a sore thumb
I used to be broke, now a lil' nigga on (I'm on)
You ain't get no money, then fuck you, you just wrong (you wrong)
Fuck what they said, boy, you gotta keep goin'

Stayed down, done ran up my money, you know that I gotta keep goin' (Keep goin')
Damn, I'm on two drivin' all type of foreigns (Foreigns)
You hear the engine, no need for a horn (yoom)
Yeah, my hitters, a reason they pull up and blow 'em (blow)
Thank God I made it up outta the storm (I made it)
I done got rich, they don't love me no more (why?)
Drip every day, remember days I was poor (I'm drippin')
Hit from the back off the Perc', now she's sore
She say her last nigga, he lame, he a dork (He lame)
Been in the streets, I been jumped off the porch (let's go)
Know we Palm Angles and might miss for a court (court)
Get hit with the fire, burn his ass with the torch (bah)
Find me the plug, take me straight to the source (that man)
Supercharged car, still drive, it is sport (sport)
Don't try to run, no, you not

Gotta keep goin'
Grandma knew I was gon' be a star on the day that I was born
Used to have dreams about models and foreigns (and foreigns)
Now it's ice on my neck and my wrist like it's snowin' (snow)
Fly-ass lil' bruh, like an eagle I'm soarin' (I'm soarin')
She won't suck dick, bitch, she petty and borin' (she petty and borin')
Lil' bitch, she nasty, she let me record it (record it)
I hit the mall buyin' Christian Dior (Dior)
Damn, that bitch bad, but I cannot adore her (I cannot adore her)
Want Birkin bags, but you know I can't spoil her
Block the ho number, delete it, avoid her
I walk 'em down, hop out with the boy pump
Pockets on fat stickin' out like a sore thumb
I used to be broke, now a lil' nigga on (I'm on)
You ain't get no money, then fuck you, you just wrong (you wrong)
Fuck what they said, boy, you gotta keep goin'

Uh, you gotta keep goin'
Let's go