Keep Time Lyrics

Eastside, D town, we represent street signs

I smirk, she smile, rolex crown keep time

Bro its hot as hell out here this heaven's basement

A taker who be giving shit but they ain't never tell me thank you

Eastside, D town, we represent street signs

I smirk, she smile, rolex crown keep time

S class, rest stop, the pape is at the next stop

Solitaires and emeralds on this piece, these the best kid

He sprayin' shit, deodorant, he hanging shit the ornament

Its pronounced Maybach dummy, I'm affording it

You shouldn't of brought the bitch around stupid cause I'm floorishing

Look right in my shooter eyes I feel like this a horror film

Everywhere I go I'm high as hell but I am not the pilot

They ain't know that this a Loui tee I rather stunt in silence

Why the fuck they shame me for my past? that shit was fun and violent

Think my side bitch catching feelings, put my phone on vibrate

Wash cloth coochie scrubbing thots get away from me

All they ever do is make up lies they don't make money

My job is strictly stunt on everybody that behave funny

How your boyfriend keeping up with me he need a eighth fronted

Good guys finish last right? at least they go to heaven

Bad guy, I'll go to war for god and I don't know the devil

Play it slow, get your wings clipped you gone need a red bull

Crazy all that shit that we survived they should make me the dead pool

You winning, but you fueled by only hate that ain't gone last long

I know you ain't really used to drip, you let the tag show

Listen bro that Edd shit cute but you should stack more

I didn't gain much buying this chain, but I could brag more

You see its brackets lil bitch boy you not a competitor

Riding with this governor revolver, not the senator

My back feel like its full of sharp knives like im a stegosaur

All this baddie wanna do is ride, she the peddler

A lot of y'all should put known liar in y'all bios

Bae I might be capable of love I love my clio

This bitch thinking that i'm a good guy she in denial

I'm breaking down this onion teary eyed like Im a child

I think one of my old hoes cast a spell on me

Wont even put it past my friend they might tell on me

Noided when I'm riding, think I gotta tail on me

I gotta send him pape he went and sat in jail for me

Be as paranoid as me bro, they want what's ours

I don't give a fuck you gotta gun, you a coward

Under that lil choppa that he rock, its a dollar

A warrior but my squad won't change me like Iguodala

Eastside, D town, we represent street signs

I smirk, she smile, rolex crown keep time

Bro its hot as hell out here this heaven's basement

A taker who be giving shit but they ain't never tell me thank you

Eastside, D town, we represent street signs

I smirk, she smile, rolex crown keep time

S class, rest stop, the pape is at the next stop

Solitaires and emeralds on this piece, these the best kid