Lil' Keke

Lil' Keke - Never Gone Give Up lyrics

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Never-never, never gonna [x3]

 

[Hook]

We hustling, we grinding

We shining, never gonna give up

We strolling, we rolling

We holding, never gonna give up

They faking, they hating

They waiting, never gonna give up

We tripping, no slipping

My click, ain't never gonna give up

 

[Lil' Keke]

I take a second to cash a second to mash, a minute to flash

A hour to smash, a second to blast

So at last, switch the gear work the touch

Grab the stick press the clutch, man what's up

Gotta get it all, stay focused and never fall

Walks up the stairway, with placks on the wall

Money standing tall, you know tall as Yao Ming

Minding my bidness, is a dream like Ikeim

CMG we true, only real I trust that

Shooting a couple of slugs, just to see you bust back

CD's underground, and the bricks we banking

You come up stinking, fucking with my Franklins

So I go FED, get money and stand strong

Stay on my game, press the pedal and get it on

It's my fault, that I ain't did it befo'

Treat the cash like a drive through, I get it to go

 

[Hook]

 

[Lil' Keke]

The hood don't ever change, the ghetto'll stay the same

Killing's and drug dealing's, yeah they giving us the pain

Yeah we hard now, never flip-flop

Never snitch on the gang, cause it don't stop

This the family, you know the ones that say they love me

The ones that's staying down, when the shit looking ugly

On a different page, together up on the stage

With the 4-5 cocked mine, ready to blaze

Pumping the gauge loading the K, ready to spray

Ripping the scene, AR-15

And we vest up, my killas rest up

Now they running and hiding, cause they done messed up

But I'ma stay low, hitting licks and getting do'

Do a 360 turn, try to earn some mo'

Fire up the endo, when it's time to blow

Crank up the L-I, when it's time to go cause

 

[Hook]

 

[Lil' Keke]

Niggas get to' down, up on the low down

Cause they be playing these games, they need to slow down

You know it go down, niggas ain't tripping no mo'

They be kidnapping kids, roaches all at your do'

All on your flo' looking for work, searching for dirt

Clutching the heat ready to squirt, looking to hurt

Looking for cash, but I'll never lag

Ready to plug a hole, in a motherfucking fag

Everyday is the same thang, living the fast lane

You hustle and struggle to bubble, but you maintain

Late show, and I'ma stay on the grind

Ain't no future in your fronting, cause I gotta get mine yeah
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