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letra de keep ya head up - silas

[intro]
yeah
yo, yo, yeah
this that chill track that everyone’s gon’ smoke to

[verse 1]
look
take a listen, hear my vision through my composition
‘member back when we was young and had no pot to p-ss in?
daddy dipped so i just rip these instrumentals wicked
’bout to flip ’cause i be rappin’ ’bout that sh-t, i’m gifted
motherf-ckers get the deal when you be on your sh-t
hieroglyphics paintin’ pictures, come hither you b-tch
i’m not playin’ with these people, settle down, yo
they be twistin’ words, f-ck it though, i must defer
tryna make the illest sh-t these f-ckers ever heard
on my late nights, ridin’ down the street, vibin’ with these beats
i just wonder how to make a change
make a difference in the world before i fade away
man, it’s nothin’ in my mind
state worried ’bout the crime rate
worry ’bout my peoples, tell the truth, that sh-t beyond me
if i wanna be the realest on this earth
gotta put in work before i end up in the dirt and you know

[chorus]
keep your head up (gotta, gotta, gotta get up)
don’t look down (gotta, gotta, keep your head up)
[?] on the ground (gotta, gotta, gotta get up)
keep your head up (gotta, gotta, keep your head up)
don’t look down (gotta, gotta, gotta get up)
[?] on the ground (gotta, gotta, keep your head up)

[verse 2]
these days feel like nothin’ in my way
i be writin’ songs, it’s my purpose
gotta say “how you doin’ lately?”
“how you feelin’?” “what’s been on your mind?”
’cause i know that life is difficult, we tryna live divine
all my peoples from the frontside
waitin’ on they lunchtime, prayin’ that they son shine
that’s why i feel this sh-t
no, nothin’ real as this moment that we makin’ in time
my rhymes be my sanctuary but it’s kinda scary
when i’m puttin’ my whole life on a page for you, for her, for him, and them, it’s all pretend
stress the truth and you got lots to lose
i wonder if these people rock wit’ you when what they feelin’
’cause i know these bars be l-o when you smokin’ on some k!ller
and you tryna stack your skrilla
hope you know your shawty suck and say i taste vanilla
punkin’ all you whack mc’s like it’s cbg
[?] said i won’t be nothin’, now they wanna be me

- silas

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