KEEP IT SOLID Songtext
von Emanuel Brown
KEEP IT SOLID Songtext
Niggaz acting
Like they never got no options
Maybe so, but for me
We keep it solid
Set the groove
Always on the move
Locked in that′s the truth
Fuck is you
Flow is absolute
Vibe we set it too
All these fakes
Acting like we fucking homies
Bitches roaches
Always try to keep them from me
Bout my green
Need that cabbage please
Got to feed my seed
Bet on me
That's guarantee
This the route for me
Put em on notice
Smoking that potent
Fuck they talking about
Bitch I been on it
Been making these hits
Know that you want one
Getting deep in the game
Found my own lane
Not doing the trends
That′s where it begins
I'm finally in
Now they tryna stop me
Na nigga never again
Better blow with the wind
Just know that I'm gunning
Bitch I′m Noah Lyles
Bolting by
Go crush the 200
Swear they be buggin
Switching they sides
Get a glimpse of fame
Then forget that you is alive
Put the egos side
Keeping it honest
Never fake it
To go make it
I solemnly promise
Being true to me
That′s always came easy
Look at you
Go and show a ruse
It's misleading
Always teasing
Wanting to flex
Same niggaz be living
At they momma address
Niggaz acting
Like they never got no options
Maybe so, but for me
We keep it solid
Set the groove
Always on the move
Locked in that′s the truth
Fuck is you
Flow is absolute
Vibe we set it too
All these fakes
Acting like we fucking homies
Bitches roaches
Always try to keep them from me
Bout my green
Need that cabbage please
Got to feed my seed
Bet on me
That's guarantee
This the route for me
Lame nigga
Peep this
I be on some "we" shit
Rolling with the team man
Fans we be greeting
Pledge to my allegiance
Never let a leech win
Cotto do a drip check
Ice
Leave them seasick
Whatever I feast then Beats I′ll abolish
Show them what a boss is
Say that you the guy
Go and tell em bout some taxes
Fact is y'all acting
Fake niggaz
Plastic
Put em in the trash can
Funny boy
What you bout to do
Paid for it
But you losing all the views
The mood
It′s wild
Sticking to my style
Ten does down
Still working with the tribe
Repping for the culture
Not feeding vultures
Showing my composure
Remember that I told ya
See me here,then I'm gone
Love that's my approach
Rather be a ghost
But with rhymes it ain′t close
Like they never got no options
Maybe so, but for me
We keep it solid
Set the groove
Always on the move
Locked in that′s the truth
Fuck is you
Flow is absolute
Vibe we set it too
All these fakes
Acting like we fucking homies
Bitches roaches
Always try to keep them from me
Bout my green
Need that cabbage please
Got to feed my seed
Bet on me
That's guarantee
This the route for me
Put em on notice
Smoking that potent
Fuck they talking about
Bitch I been on it
Been making these hits
Know that you want one
Getting deep in the game
Found my own lane
Not doing the trends
That′s where it begins
I'm finally in
Now they tryna stop me
Na nigga never again
Better blow with the wind
Just know that I'm gunning
Bitch I′m Noah Lyles
Bolting by
Go crush the 200
Swear they be buggin
Switching they sides
Get a glimpse of fame
Then forget that you is alive
Put the egos side
Keeping it honest
Never fake it
To go make it
I solemnly promise
Being true to me
That′s always came easy
Look at you
Go and show a ruse
It's misleading
Always teasing
Wanting to flex
Same niggaz be living
At they momma address
Niggaz acting
Like they never got no options
Maybe so, but for me
We keep it solid
Set the groove
Always on the move
Locked in that′s the truth
Fuck is you
Flow is absolute
Vibe we set it too
All these fakes
Acting like we fucking homies
Bitches roaches
Always try to keep them from me
Bout my green
Need that cabbage please
Got to feed my seed
Bet on me
That's guarantee
This the route for me
Lame nigga
Peep this
I be on some "we" shit
Rolling with the team man
Fans we be greeting
Pledge to my allegiance
Never let a leech win
Cotto do a drip check
Ice
Leave them seasick
Whatever I feast then Beats I′ll abolish
Show them what a boss is
Say that you the guy
Go and tell em bout some taxes
Fact is y'all acting
Fake niggaz
Plastic
Put em in the trash can
Funny boy
What you bout to do
Paid for it
But you losing all the views
The mood
It′s wild
Sticking to my style
Ten does down
Still working with the tribe
Repping for the culture
Not feeding vultures
Showing my composure
Remember that I told ya
See me here,then I'm gone
Love that's my approach
Rather be a ghost
But with rhymes it ain′t close
Writer(s): Charles Brown, Samuel Lee Merner, Angel Cotto Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
