CARRY ON 2011
(专辑: 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