Lord Tariq And Peter Gunz - Keep On Lyrics
Verse 1: peter gunzUh, come on, come on, come onUh, and I see youThis is itIn 97 I made plans to see mo moneyIn 98 I blasted out in the phat 420When I hit the block kids stop look and stareGirls they point, yo thats that nigga over thereI get a lotta love, lotta hateYes thats the bet you make when you see a lotta cakeNow they calling me fakeShit back they was calling me loveNow theyre scratching up my car and calling me bloodSee it be the ones you know scheming on the lowSaying youre dope but steady sizing up your rolI drift, to the past where theres no richesNo hits and no chips and no *****esJust another cat named peterTrying to make a dollar off a nine millimetreNow life a little sweeterIm in the dealerCoppin a dropOn the beach in hawaii with mariah, wop!Laying up in wakiki, mtv, figures why these niggas wanna envy meMaybe cuz this young lady wanna sin for meBecause I ball you got it in me?But imaChorus: peter gunz & lord tariq(keep on)Ballin til the day I dieKeep climbing til I reach the sky, ima (keep on)Getting money cause its meant for iI deserve yo I went for mine ima (keep on)And even though you hope I failI turn around and hope you prevail (keep on)And to my sisters in the struggle aloneAnd to my brothers thats locked in jail just (keep on)Verse 2: lord tariqYo in the early days of the lord everything was shey-sheyEveryday was pay daySelling nickels and dimesGetting mine in mind state from 86 to 88I still hear the razor scrape on the plateA high school drop outCaught a case mom expects me to cop out6-g lawyer fee the case dropped like a knockoutThe bronx was the shit but we all hung in harlemWhere gettin moneys easy spending it was the problemAnd I cop 16 valves foot is on the pedalTelling *****es this your last chance to get out the ghettoFor less I wouldnt settleThink big you get bigCame across the wrong niggas almost split my wigSome say I *****ed up because I switched up and started rappingBut Im turning gold crack sales to drugs raps platinumSee these streets through my eyes and you can feel em though my wordsI swore to God that Im gon be heard and imaChorusBridge: peter gunzYou gotta (keep on)Just (keep on)You gotta (keep on)Just (keep on)You gotta (keep on)Just (keep on)You gotta (keep on)To all my people on the east (keep on)And all my people on the west (keep on)And all my people in the north (keep on)And all my people in the south (keep on)You gotta (keep on)Verse 3: peter gunz & lord tariqTo my sisters raising kids aloneFeeling stuck cuz your man aint homeDont wanna be a father dont botherHoney, stay on the jobCuz that man gotta answer to God so baby (keep on)I drop a tear on this poem as I write to my dogPistol, I miss you sincerely yours from the lordYou held it down on our side of the town at any costAnd you loved in the checks by money boss so (keep on)To my cousin g,I know youre feeling trapped in the chairAll alone like nobody aint thereNever fearMe and touch still hereRemember what I said dog, ima be your arms and legs you just (keep on)And to all my niggas on the streetsWanna do out the statesKeep your eyes open always look straightNever fall for the baitYou look back and you might get snatchedAnd if so just close your trapYou gotta (keep on)Chorus
