Lyrics Keep It G – Rod Wave
Youngin told me that he really wanna go legit
Thought about it, then he went ahead, bought him a brick
Say you ain’t ballin’ until you got you a Benz
So I went and got me and Benz
I wonder where all my friends had went before I was major
They was happy for me until a n**ga made it, that sh!t be crazy
You get money, then you become a target
This part the hardest, it seems I solved it
The top so lonely, the jackers is hungry
The b!tches is heartbreaking, the family is phony
These n**gas so slimy when that paper involved
I hope they know I got enough money to kill ’em all
I’m locked in with the YGs and I’ll send ’em all
Them young n**gas ready to bend your block and break it off
I make one call and I love ’em for that
Know I gotta love them for that
But before I make them crash
I show them how that money will stay
Rap game like the dope game
I can hear your cries, I can feel your pain
Young n**ga beat the pots ’til you ain’t got
To beat the pot no more, no more
I got a word from the trenches, we don’t care
We got down here, you just get up there
Do your thing, we got your back
No matter what you do or where you at
Keep it gangsta, keep it gangsta
Keep it gangsta, keep it gangsta, keep it gangsta
Keep it gangsta, keep it gangsta
Keep it gangsta, keep it gangsta
Sitting in my spot, I overheard a story
This old n**ga was telling me how it went down
How to jock us around and how them n**gas running wild
If you ask my opinion, them n**gas is clowns
Ran in a n**ga house and laid it all down
Threw his kids in the tub and duct-taped ’em by the mouth
They even beat up his b!tch, they beat up his lady
It’s crazy what these n**gas do for this paper
That there could’ve been my lady, my real baby
Two fifty on a n**ga head, he could f**k around and die tonight
Spin his funeral and spin his candlelight
You f**king right, mh, you f**king right
The rap game like the dope game
I can hear your cries, I can feel your pain
Young n**ga beat the pots ’til you ain’t got
To beat the pot no more, no more
A word to the trenches, I don’t care
I got up here, you just get down there
Do your thing, I got your back
No matter what you do or where you at
Keep it gangsta…
➤ Written by Rod Wave
Album: Nostalgia
Produced by TnTXD, TrillGotJuice & LondnBlue
Rod Wave | 2023
