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letra de keep it coming - duvy

[intro]
(yeah)
(sebz beats, baby)
a couple drills, but we ain’t burn the whip
the pole dirty, still ain’t swappin’ it
i’m born ready, n-ggas scared to live
they made a grave, so we gotta dig
picture me somewhere in the islands countin’ racks
picture your ho around the guys, it get bad

[chorus]
you said, “keep it coming”
you know i don’t know no better, brother
on block, we was robbin’, day to night, you ain’t takin’ sh-t from us
i’m throwin’ up cough syrup, d-mn, i got so sick from it
shootin’ for my partner, and d-mn, i got a thrill from it
it was kinda different when you died ’cause you was my real homie
i was talkin’ to jigga when i was—, bronem start to feel lonely
i’m still out in the streets with this iron, like it steal for mе
better ride out for mе, won’t respect you if you steal from me

[verse]
the way i’m thuggin’, it gon’ steal a b-tch heart super fast
when i say, “pull up”, better [?], don’t be mad
said you got a round one, thick hips and all, throw it back
party with the winnin’ team, we out here blowin’ racks
i be with the spinnin’ camp, they out creatin’ packs
know a n-gga who died f-ckin’ with the opps
man, his family must be sad
why would i let you f-ck up my plan if i could shoot you in your back? (bah)
when i angry, i just wanna be right back
bronem puttin’ up stats for the guys
they took that n-gga head ’cause they put racks on his eye
i’ma tell you, “go get that boy for me” ’cause you look bad when you lie
it looks bad when they try
when there’s a bag, there be crime
we ain’t showin’ no remorse, we watch ’em cry
i just came back from a show, like who would’ve imagined this is me?
(i’ma still bridgec-ck)
don’t matter if it’s me or if i’m deep
you fell in love too fast, they left you dead up in the streets
they clap sh-t, bet they gon’ whack you out that v
get some napkins, you know we cleanin’ up the beef
i say, less talk, f-ck it, we gon’ do it right now
if you walk, i walk, f-ck it, say the word right now, yeah
[chorus]
you said, “keep it coming”
you know i don’t know no better, brother
on block, we was robbin’, day to night, you ain’t takin’ sh-t from us
i’m throwin’ up cough syrup, d-mn, i got so sick from it
shootin’ for my partner, and d-mn, i got a thrill from it
it was kinda different when you died ’cause you was my real homie
i was talkin’ to jigga when i was—, bronem start to feel lonely
i’m still out in the streets with this iron, like it steal for me
(better ride out for me), won’t respect you if you steal from me

- duvy

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