Keep Dealing Lyrics - King Push - Darkest Before Dawn: The Prelude - Pusha T

They call him a crack dealer, I am like Warhol 

A nigga paint a picture of a bullet for all y'all 

Now crawl for him 

My sophomore jinx is more minks 

But only for my mother she'll use 'em as couch covers 

You niggas cheapening my All-Star Weekends 

If y'all can't swim in the deep end then watch nigga 

Woo! 80, 000 on this watch niggas 

Yuugh! And I ain't never had to watch nigga 

Rich or wealthy, pick your poison 

I think I paid for one too many abortions 

Another Celine, it's like a routine 

It's like ferris wheel of waist trainers and Seven jeans 

Her new body's in my new body 

Make her in an hourglass that's my new hobby 

Rich nigga shit, how I blew my first million 

Luckily was somethin' in the ceiling, keep dealin 

Talk numbers, but never talk 'em to me though 

When you're the link to what fits in the keyhole 

The realest nigga to marathon on the RICO 

The last cocaine superhero 

I got the cape on, to cover kilos 

The villain wins, the evolution of Nino 

Goddamn Batman holy toledo 

Nah, you ain't talkin' to me though 

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The Robb Report of the snort 

Kings hold court 

Lawyers get bought 

Palms get greased when them cases get fought 

No felony what the fuck is you tellin' me 

Reduced to simple assault 

It cost to keep it hush-hush 

It was just us 

Ended up sellin' my Bat Mobile 

The crash don't kill 

It's how you survives it 

Rebound on niggas, I nine live'd it 

Couldn't miss a Super Bowl or a Cancun 

Bitches ain't respecting niggas not in full bloom 

So the neck is full moon 

I'm living a lie, she live for this life 

And loving the Alaia pumps 

Loving the rush, I'm living "The Wire" Uh 

Drugs and this rap is really "Empire" 

Rich nigga shit, how I lost my second million 

Luckily was somethin' in the ceiling, keep dealin ya 

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Talk numbers, but never talk 'em to me though 

When you're the link to what fits in the keyhole 

The realest nigga to marathon on the RICO 

The last cocaine superhero 

I got the cape on, to cover kilos 

The villain wins, the evolution of Nino 

Goddamn Batman holy toledo 

Nah, you ain't talkin' to me though 

Ten toes deep in the trap, nigga I'm good here 

Feelin' like Tony reading words on the Goodyear 

Big said, "Only the FEDs I should fear" 

So no threat, be on your steps with the whole hood there 

Yeah, shoot up shit then we blow the scene 

Kerosene in a 20 ounce Poland Spring 

Nothing to lose attitude like Ron from Arizona 

It's homicide when I slide up on ya 

Reporting live from the project benches 

Hella caine, dope in cellophane, dirty syringes 

Heron zombies street-walking on three-week binges 

Clientele look like the "Thriller" vid in 3D lenses 

COD, niggas never had to front me jawns 

I'm weighing bricks on the scale they put the lunch meat on 

I'm Nino Brown in the projects 

Yes, Curtis Jackson in his pyrex 

Get rich or die tryin' is my mindset 

And spend it all until I'm swallowing dirt 

Cause I ain't never see a Brinks truck follow a hearse 

I ain't never see a dead man taking the stand 

I ain't never see a nigga swallow a bullet 

And live to talk about it 

'Bout that bread, I drop a coffin 'bout it 

You watched me go through hell, now watch me walk up out it 

Nigga shit, that's how I lost three million 

Luckily was somethin' in the ceiling, keep dealin ya