On The Go (Radio Edit) ft. Isaiah Jones Lyrics

From the crib to the job

The job to the church house

We gon keep it going till it's gone

Said there ain't no time for us to clock out

From the scholars to the dropouts

But you should already know

I'm a playa from the chi

All day and I'm always on the go

Go, go, go

Southside, Eastside, Westside

Chi niggaz on a roll

Roll, go, go

Amen, it's slow motion hoping

Doors of my church is open

Down on bending knees this devotion

Last two dollars spend these I'm broken

Gottta grind, hustle hard

Like Ace Hood, my God

My life a movie writing my part

Another kid died a knife in my heart

Deep in the streets cuz we from out South

Lord edify the words out my mouth

The trap is trap I'm trapped in my house

With a 9mm strapped to my couch

Cuz no sleeping no lacking

Hood got a start up fund with no backing

Politicians talking often no actions

Black bodies hit the ground and they acting

So appalled, so flawed, a front row seat to beef so applaud,

guns clapping, grandma what happened

I'm from the Go I hope it Go backwards

To double Dutch and running bases

Freeze tag big candy bag happy faces

To no problems and no cases

Mercy and favor please lord save us

From the crib to the job

The job to the church house

We gon keep it going till it's gone

Said there ain't no time for us to clock out

From the scholars to the dropouts

But you should already know

I'm a playa from the chi

All day and I'm always on the go

Go, go, go

Southside, Eastside, Westside

Chi playas on a roll

Roll, go, go

Come from the mud, born in the dirty

Chi state of mind, grind til it works

Turnstile jumping, CTA riding

Blue, Green, Red Lining straight to work

Church mothers praying for safe guidance

Just hope that I don't fail

Let all God's people say amen

A may yay yan

Rain, sleet, or snow, grind keeps on goin' like

Yeah, yeah, yeah

If pressure make diamonds, I'm shinin' for sure like

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Melodies from Heaven

Lord, please rain down your blessings

Cause a playa from the chi gotta feed the kids

From the crib to the job

The job to the church house

We gon keep it going till it's gone

There ain't no time for us to clock out

From the scholars to the dropouts

But you should already know

I'm a nigga from the chi

All day and I'm always on the go

Go, go, go

Southside, Eastside, Westside

Chi playas on a roll

Roll, go, go

From the crib to the job

The job to the church house

We gon keep it going till it's gone

There ain't no time for us to clock out

From the scholars to the dropouts

But you should already know

I'm a playa from the chi

All day and I'm always on the go

Go, go, go

Southside, Eastside, Westside

Chi niggaz on a roll

Roll, go, go