WodeDaGawd - Keep Going

I say money ain't the only motive
I say its bigger than meeeeee
I know money aint the only motive
I say its bigger than meeeee
I know money aint the

I say money aint the only motives
The way we runnin' to the bands, you swear we was Usain sons
I ain't worried bout the bitch, you arguing bout the same slut
The way we had her on her knees, you wouldn't look at her the same, bruh

We been smokin' exotic strains, that make things look strange, yeah
They try to chain us, but you know they can't tame us
They try to chain us, but you know they can't tame us
They try to chain us, but you know they can't tame us

Fresh up out the clink ,had to bounce back on my feet
I ain't had shit but two hundred and some beats
Workin' overtime, barely could I get some sleep
I'm on a mission, yeah, I'm rebuildin' my dream

Made it from nothing, most wouldn't believe
This one's for the hustlers that fell in love with the street
It's something to keep you motivated while you tryna eat
When all the odds against you ain't no room for defeat

I say money aint the only motives
The way we runnin' to the bands, you swear we was Usain sons
I ain't worried bout the bitch, you arguing bout the same slut
The way we had her on her knees, you wouldn't look at her the same, bruh
We've been smokin' exotic strains ,that make things look stranger
They try to chain us, but you know they can't tame us
They try to chain us, but you know they can't tame us
They try to chain us, but you know they can't tame us

Nigga, you a soldier, stand tall you better lead
Don't worry bout that pack, soon you'll have better weed
Don't worry bout that bitch, dude, you better let her leave
Don't worry bout that case, my nigga, that lawyer got it beat

Focus on the future, tryna let my demons sleep
Script, after script, drownin' all my misery
Please don't bring no swishers, tryna disrespect my trees
Lately, I've been countin' papers while I'm rollin' sheets

Thinkin' bout my past while I close the seams
Light it up, exhale it , put my problems in the breeze
Feelin' like the Django keep these chains off me
Hands behind my back before they ask for ID

I say money aint the only motives
The way we runnin' to the bands, you swear we was Usain sons
I ain't worried bout the bitch, you arguing bout the same slut
The way we had her on her knees, you wouldn't look at her the same, bruh
We been smokin', exotic strains , that make things look stranger
They try to chain us, but you know they can't tame us
They try to chain us, but you know they can't tame us
They try to chain us, but you know they can't tame us

Written by:
Armand McGowan

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