Young Rook
Young Rook - Keep It Trill lyrics
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(Intro) This feel good right here man (Verse) Uh, it's feeling like it did from the start again I'm starting to feel a passion in my heart again Got your girl happy, snapping like Carlton I'm chilling like the boss I am in my Gucci cardigan Switchin with daily, got a wondering what car I'm in Karma catch and finnessin with this Spartan Car flex, tell em drop a bomb like Boston Me against yo favorite rapper, put em in a coffin You see me before the red light, I'm a caution Product of my environment nigga, welcome to Slawson Most of us don't need a block Unless the cops take us off You know it's either rap, Play ball, gangbang or staying on the corner with a pack of 8 balls Find me in the club with a pack like 8 broads They all got fat asses, they faces with no flaws Little mini skirts they rockin with no draws Uh, they say in this for the love But they could've fooled me, I think they in this for the drugs They ain't really bout it since to the thugs they need hugs They was poppin back then, now they buzz ain't what it was (Hook) I got a question ? is you hiding from me? If I left town would you hold it down for me? If I got time would you be around for me? Cheers nigga, take another round with me Til the day I die I'mma keep it real Long as I'm here I'mma keep it trill That fake shit is dead, gotta keep it real My Houston homies told me to keep it trill (Verse) International bump shit on this Davidson Bundy Picture me through the clouds, truth higher than Bob Marley Natural high, no lie, fly as the view in NY Everything clear as crystal, no ghetto that ain't gon know I Played with money like someone pitching heavy in the league Haters that feel destruction mode cuz Trae we're in the league Bitches hopin the world is something if I plant the seed But deep inside she know my game exposed, at night I was in need I'm the king in my domain, the big east corners that I roam around Some might say it's dangerous but to me I say it's safe and sound I keep it trill, it ain't too much that you can tell me gangsta I keep my rank so go and salute me when you see me gangsta (Hook) I got a question ? is you hiding from me? If I left town would you hold it down for me? If I got time would you be around for me? Cheers nigga, take another round with me Til the day I die I'mma keep it real Long as I'm here I'mma keep it trill That fake shit is dead, gotta keep it real My Houston homies told me to keep it trill (Verse) I'm spittin like I did back in ?02 I was on the bus with a notepad like fuck school Feel fresh has never got me, I was too cool Check my resume, I have always been that dude Word on the street the boy Rook bout to blow up And all got a fast step on me, gon take a paid cut Niggas talk tough on Twitter but switch they face up I ain't in the loafers my nigga, I stay laced up Like girls with asses and no makeup Yo chick left yo ass, im the reason for the breakup Real shit, I'm as real as real can get I'm anti-social, sorry I had to be this But niggas nowadays think it's Pamela Anderson Tick (woo) I can't worry bout the past But I can tell you bout the future and I'm bout to make it last Like a mad scientist, lock myself up in the lab All I need is one win, one ring, dollar smash Taking shots but they missed, I just hit em with the jab uh Think big, we gon make it God willing Guaranteed to make it, fuckin paralyzed feel big (Hook) I got a question ? is you hiding from me? If I left town would you hold it down for me? If I got time would you be around for me? Cheers nigga, take another round with me Til the day I die I'mma keep it real Long as I'm here I'mma keep it trill That fake shit is dead, gotta keep it real My Houston homies told me to keep it trill