Keynote Illidge - All Good Things

This shit sound like a good night
Or the beginning of a good life
For those who put up a good fight
Aye yo, I'm good in my hood right
So I told my lil youngins to put down the guns
And put up your funds
And stop throwing ones
And just get shit done
Be the one

Look, why you think they call it a trap
Cause niggas stuck up in the same cycle, we ain't falling for that
I been leaving messages but no one calling me back
I went through hell for this, I think the reaper followed me back
Cause he been in and out my life like a deadbeat
I know the story like a nigga got a fed sheet
I'm racing time, always catch us in dead heat
They scream they getting dough, but me I let my bread speak
Caked up nigga. Opps coming, better lace up nigga
Cops will shoot you in yo back and leave you face up nigga
Uncle Sam in yo pockets for the pay cut nigga
Keep the money in the family cause we hate fuck niggas
Duck nigga when you see them red and blue lights
Sundown town, they gone catch you in the moonlight
Circle getting smaller know a couple of them goons tight
Longtime coming but that change is coming soon right
Fuck that
Imma be the one to really shake this shit up
I'm really speaking bout my life while they just making shit up
And tell these niggas fall back, you see me raking it up
You say you really bout that action, well I'm playing your bluff
I could never fold
Put that on my daughter, this the realest shit I ever wrote
Bunch of different paths to take, I'm tryna find a better road

And if I gotta die for this, the saddest story never told
Cause I ain't greedy, but I'm tryna count a milli 'fore I die
Everybody eating when we splitting up the pie
Gotta hold it down for my family in the sky
Stay true to who I am, I could never live a lie
I gotta live it up for the ones who didn't make it
Seen too many coffins, man I really couldn't take it
Mama told me if you want it, boy you gotta take it
They won't give it to you cause they hate to see us make it

They won't give it to you cause they hate to see us make it
Yeah I know, I know, I know they hate to see us make it
But look, look
Shouts out to my real niggas
So numb we don't feel niggas
We was out here really tryna build niggas
And now we working like some field niggas
But we still niggas
Still niggas
What yo mama say boy
You a king
Everything under the sun is yours
Just go get that shit and rock out

Written by:
Keano Illidge

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