CARRY ON 2011

(álbum: A Compton Story - 2023)

Yeah
That nigga do his stuff, dog

Yeah. Dollar bill after dollar bill.
Spin. Dollar bill after dollar bill.
Lick. Drive me crazy all the bullshit I steered through.
Still keeping bitch boys in my rearview
Fly flying like a layer of dew
Fear who? No man
My kids got me fucking grinding like a slow jam
The neck got these boys thinking they a Conan
Man, fuck these niggas

I don't want you on my song
I can make it on my own
Can a nigga carry on?
Carry on. Carry on.
Either weed or Patron
Shit, it got me in my zone
Can a nigga carry on?
Carry on. Carry on.
Hit your ride to a known
Ain't no question that I'm gone
Can a nigga carry on?
Carry on. Carry on.
Carry on. Carry on.
Carry on. Carry on.
One way ticket to Babylon
Carry on. Carry on.

The opps was probably yelling fuck me, but they knew they'd never touch me
Yeah. Shit get real in this life.
R.I.P. pool and pint (Carry on)
I'm the weed, the light
In hell, the blast
School, I hard knock
Shopping, filthy class, right?
My past life is faster than a Lambo
And speaking on it, go against everything I stand for
Follow me. No threads, no DMs.
My BM best friend just hit me in the DMs
Fuck. I better delete it quick.
Baby mama see it
My kids, she won't let me see them
It's fucked up, but that's how the game go
I ain't tripping
We been cool for about a month though
But that could change any second
She still play them old games
Excite, fight
Tech it
I'm not the one to wreck it with
I'm on some reckless shit
Recklessness. Get mad and check my chick.
For nothing at all. Nothing at all.
Frustrations only money can solve
Real niggas get it

I don't want you on my song
I can make it on my own
Can a nigga carry on?
Carry on. Carry on.
Either weed or Patron
Shit, it got me in my zone
Can a nigga carry on?
Carry on
Can a nigga carry on?
Carry on
Hit your ride to a known
Ain't no question that I'm gone
Can a nigga carry on?
Carry on. Carry on.
Carry on. Carry on.
Carry on. Carry on.
One way ticket to Babylon
Carry on. Carry on.

Life got me feeling sluggish
High up
I'm still gon' carry on
These boys playing like it's GTA
Now I gotta check these kids like it's PTA
Stay on track. Never lack.
Boy, be about your paper and shit
You ain't got enough bread if they ain't hanging your clique
To keep afloat, gotta lose a dead weight in your clique
Keep it moving, bruh
Don't spend your time waiting and shit
Waiting and shit