Papa Wes - Keep Up

In the year twenty twenty when i caught my first bag i aint never look back
Five percent tints yeah we sliding in a scat and i pray i dont crash
Stepping too cool tell a nigga put his feet up
Nigga from the zombie land and you know i throw them Zs up
Running up the dinero like my niggas FSO
Fourth quarter you going to choke
Tell them fuck niggas keep up
All up in the double tree counting money with my feet up
Got beretta on my side and you know im going to squeeze up
They be putting me first back then i was last
Two K for the fit One K for the bag
I got jetlag im higher then a cockpit
Im good in every hood plugged in like a socket
Nigga wanna fight boy you see whats in my pocket
I will punch you in your shit until a nigga say stop it
What you want to do nigga
Got a couple niggas in the hood with a few triggers
Couple bitches on my mind but i feel like you different
Nigga tell a story but its different when the news hit it
Pop a couple wheelies but its different with a four wheeler
In the year twenty twenty when i caught my first bag i aint never look back
Five percent tints yeah we sliding in a scat and i pray i dont crash
Stepping too cool tell a nigga put his feet up
Nigga from the zombie land and you know i throw them Zs up
Running up the dinero like my niggas FSO
Fourth quarter you going to choke
Tell them fuck niggas keep up
In the year twenty twenty when i caught my first bag i aint never look back
Five percent tints yeah we sliding in a scat and i pray i dont crash
Stepping too cool tell a nigga put his feet up
Nigga from the zombie land and you know i throw them Zs up
Running up the dinero like my niggas FSO
Fourth quarter you going to choke
Tell them fuck niggas keep up

Written by:
Wesley Jacques

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