Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Keep on Goin, artist - Russ. Date of issue: 22.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Keep on Goin |
| Fuck, yeah, I guess, I |
| I guess I could stop, a lot of people would probably stop right now |
| But I love this too much, man |
| I got too much I’m trying to do |
| Yeah, yeah |
| From the morning I wake up |
| I start packing all my stuff |
| Tell the homies, tell the family |
| I gotta keep on going |
| From the morning I wake up |
| I start packing all my stuff |
| Tell the homies, tell the family |
| I gotta keep on going |
| I don’t know what day it is |
| I don’t know what month it is |
| I can’t love a girl because I’m way too much in love with this |
| Different states, different countries |
| Crossing different continents |
| Self-beliefs my diving board |
| I’m swimming in accomplishments |
| Haven’t slept since '06 |
| Main focus is stay focused |
| Santorini wine tasting plus I’m off Amalfi coasting |
| Took my mom with me because without her there’d be none of this |
| I think she’d agree, she probably needs a brand new bucket list |
| Eating off my dreams, I’m my personal chef |
| Seven women in one night, that’s just my personal best |
| Sent 110 to the family, sent 15 to my homies so I don’t feel bad about my chain |
| or my Rollie though |
| Approach you with assumptions, I promise that you know nothing |
| My family legs got cut off from my bank account, keeps on jumping |
| So I, keep on going |
| This bigger than me, that’s just the day one ambition in me |
| Real one, yeah |
| From the morning I wake up |
| I start packing all my stuff |
| Tell the homies, tell the family |
| I gotta keep on going |
| From the morning I wake up |
| I start packing all my stuff |
| Tell the homies, tell the family |
| I gotta keep on going |
| Yeah, niggas saying all my bars high |
| They can’t follow mine, tryna chase me like a jaw line |
| Shine like a gold mine so my bottom line grow four times in a week |
| Got a gold mind and it’s go time, I got no time for the weak |
| This week been show time after show time, still finding my peak |
| Don’t know what day it is, now, don’t know what month it is |
| Trying to hold my girl down, I’m sure I love her more than this |
| «Now, Bassy why you always missing?» |
| «Bassy, baby on a mission» |
| So we gon' love cause haters rampant |
| Put that cancer on remission |
| Listen, followed my passion that led me to purpose |
| Took me so long just to find out my worth |
| I went from knee deep to beneath the surface, beneath the surface (beneath that) |
| Living above my lows, I’m living above my lows |
| The show sell out, but the boy won’t |
| And God got us, these hoes don’t |
| I dropped the hottest shit in '16 and they still sleeping |
| I’m just finna do that shit again, it’s off of everybody head |
| You ain’t gotta give me mine, nah nigga, pay me every fuckin' cent |
| I’ma let the squad handle all the rest and God gon' handle whatever left |
| And… |
| From the morning I wake up |
| I start packing all my stuff |
| Tell the homies, tell the family |
| I gotta keep on going |
| From the morning I wake up |
| I start packing all my stuff |
| Tell the homies, tell the family |
| I gotta keep on going |
| I keep on going, keep on going, keep on going, keep on going, keep on going |
| I keep on going, keep on going, keep on going, keep on going, keep on going |