Lyrics Keep Killin - RUCCI, G Perico

Keep Killin

You can’t help me if you can’t help yourself
I’m at the penthouse plotting up my next 10 steps
100 million, straight out the ghetto
We finally on track now it’s time to hit the pedal
Can’t look back, gotta keep killin'
Time going by but I keep Crippin'
Yellow gold jewelry and it’s covered up in ice
I’m just putting on for my niggas that got life
I stay away from niggas that be talking to the cops
And them niggas that be talking, and niggas talking to the cops
And I stay away from hoes that ain’t got shit going on
Might be a hot girl summer but I ain’t got shit for 'em
I flush dope down the toilet in the middle of a raid
Knock niggas out in the middle of a fade
Had a 50 round clip in the center of a Wraith
Sliding through the city just to show my face
If it ain’t ace of spades, what the fuck is it?
When I leave the office won’t you come get drunk with me
Couple niggas turned around 'cause they couldn’t see the light
Then I started Blue T-Shirt
I remember sitting down in the projects all day
Backyard boogie, taking all
a couple, creepin' on couple days
Know my nigga BG, he from the Broadway
If it ain’t ace of spaces, what the fuck is it?
20 bands on a chain, spent a buck fifty
All these bitches know my name, they in love with me
I ain’t going on that stage without my gun with me
Okay, now what you finna do when you get out your deal?
I’m finna have some fun
Aye, what do you consider fun?
Going dumb with a hundred round drum, on Blood
This a in this bitch, fuck the law in this bitch, aye
I need it all in this bitch, aye
First things first, yeah, you know it, fuck 12
Aye, free, got a million dollar bail
Like a boat, I’mma sail, I’m off drugs at the yard
Finna live it up today because I ain’t promised tomorrow
110, going fast, westbound on the freeway
in traffic 'cause I do shit the G way
G Perico, Rucc dog, Play To Win
Shit Don’t Stop n' all that
You know what I mean?
Mack n', Perico’s Innerprize
Long live, long live
Play To Win on the way!