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Keep On Lyrics - Singles - Lord Tariq & Peter Gunz

Uh come on come on come on 

Uh and I see you 

This is it 

 

In '97 I made plans to see mo' money 

In '98 I blasted out in the phat 420 

When I hit the block kids stop look and stare 

Girls they point "yo that's that nigga over there" 

I get a lotta love lotta hate 

Yes that's the bet you make when you see a lotta cake 

Now they calling me fake 

Shit back they was calling me love 

Now they're scratching up my car and calling me blood 

See it be the ones you know scheming on the low 

Saying you're dope but steady sizing up your Rol' 

I drift, to the past where there's no riches 

No hits and no chips and no bitches 

Just another cat named Peter 

Trying to make a dollar off a nine millimeter 

Now life a little sweeter 

I'm in the dealer 

Coppin' a drop 

On the beach in Hawaii with Mariah, wop 

Laying up in Wakiki, MTV, figures why these niggas wanna envy me 

Maybe 'cause this young lady wanna sin for me 

Because I ball you got it in me? 

But Ima 

 

(Keep on) 

Ballin' 'til the day I die 

Keep climbing 'til I reach the sky, I'ma (keep on) 

Getting money cause it's meant for I 

I deserve yo I went for mine I'ma (keep on) 

And even though you hope I fail 

I turn around and hope you prevail (keep on) 

And to my sisters in the struggle alone 

And to my brothers that's locked in jail just (keep on) 

 

Yo in the early days of the Lord everything was shey-shey 

Everyday was pay day 

Selling nickels and dimes 

Getting mine in mind state from 86 to 88 

I still hear the razor scrape on the plate 

A high school drop out 

Caught a case mom expects me to cop out 

6-G lawyer fee the case dropped like a knockout 

The Bronx was the shit but we all hung in Harlem 

Where gettin money's easy spending it was the problem 

And I cop 16 valves foot is on the pedal 

Telling bitches this your last chance to get out the ghetto 

For less I wouldn't settle 

Think big you get big 

Came across the wrong niggas almost split my wig 

Some say I bitched up because I switched up and started rapping 

But I'm turning gold crack sales to drugs raps platinum 

See these streets through my eyes and you can feel 'em though my words 

I swore to god that I'm gon' be heard and Ima 

 

(Keep on) 

Ballin' 'til the day I die 

Keep climbing 'til I reach the sky, I'ma (keep on) 

Getting money cause it's meant for I 

I deserve yo I went for mine I'ma (keep on) 

And even though you hope I fail 

I turn around and hope you prevail (keep on) 

And to my sisters in the struggle alone 

And to my brothers that's locked in jail just (keep on) 

 

You 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) 

 

To my sisters raising kids alone 

Feeling stuck 'cause your man ain't home 

Don't wanna be a father don't bother 

Honey, stay on the job 

'Cause that man gotta answer to god so baby (keep on) 

 

I drop a tear on this poem as I write to my dog 

Pistol, I miss you sincerely yours from the lord 

You held it down on our side of the town at any cost 

And you loved in the checks by Money Boss so (keep on) 

 

To my cousin G 

I know you're feeling trapped in the chair 

All alone like nobody ain't there 

Never fear 

Me and Touch still here 

Remember what I said dog, I'ma be your arms and legs you just (Keep on) 

 

And to all my niggas on the streets 

Wanna do out the States 

Keep your eyes open always look straight 

Never fall for the bait 

You look back and you might get snatched 

And if so just close your trap 

You gotta (keep on) 

 

(Keep on) 

Ballin' 'til the day I die 

Keep climbing 'til I reach the sky, I'ma (keep on) 

Getting money cause it's meant for I 

I deserve yo I went for mine I'ma (keep on) 

And even though you hope I fail 

I turn around and hope you prevail (keep on) 

And to my sisters in the struggle alone 

And to my brothers that's locked in jail just (keep on) 

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