Lyrics
2am I just faced her now, ignoring calls she’ll hate me for it
I’m in my zone, I can’t break the focus gotta get the bread the money waiting
for me. Yo Kev when you gonna drop a tape man? I’m not Wayne but I’m sorry for
the wait man. I done had a lotta shit up on my plate man, but I’m glad I was
blessed with the patience, listen. Hop’s up in a whip with a bad bitch that I
just met last night. Said she got a man but she wanna plane, she rolls weed too
and that ass right. Yo, what’s with all these silly females, always waiting on
chilling details. She’s blowing up my cell phone oh hell no, uh.
Yo, common struggles get the best of us. I fell like I can’t rest my trust.
So when its gone what’s left in lust man? gotchu wishin' that you’d catch the
bus and if you got it you can match with us man. It’s just been a long road,
I’m just tryna get it fixed in that shit up plus. these days it’s so hard to
like just be friends. cause you end up fucking in the feelings start coming man
not that shit again, uh. I’m too young to stress, I’m so young and blessed,
I live life on the road, do what I was told, everyday I’m running for the gold
On the road and I’m going places, not looking back. About a year ago I coulda
called it all, now look at that! No days off, always on the clock but it pays I
don’t have another way and just seems like these days just go…
On and On and On. And it just goes On and On and On. And it all goes On and On
and On. That shit goes On and On and On. And On and On and On. That shit goes
On and On and On. That shit goes On and On and On. Just goes On and On and On.
I said it just goes On and On and On. Goes On and On and On. (Ohhhh)
All the Bullshit that I’ve been through I’ve made the best of it.
And I’m handing out that paper like I’m testing kits, probably up in my room
with the lights low. Thinking fast but I always seem to write slow.
It’s not really that I’m looking for a typo. I’m just really kinda tryna keep
a tight flow. With this invested I got nothing to lose, you feel that shit?
Yeah? Okay! I got time to use, no time to waste cause wasted time don’t pay.
Ain’t got time to be broke time to be so locked down like and key holes doin'
what I can now, so when I die, I die a hero. Listen, man, I do this here for
the family, and all the ones who a fan of me and shoutout to all of my enemies.
They all really wanna see the end of me. I don’t get it, I never will.
So I’m just gonna living life and doing me I’m clever still. These cold to the
brim boy and I’m gone. Don’t hit me with that bullshit on my phone.
When I’m writing shit my doors locked and leave me alone and I’m running fast
like running back she throws the pussy I run it back and I’m running fast
On the road and I’m going places, not looking back. About a year ago I coulda
called it all, now look at that! No days off, always on the clock but it pays I
don’t have another way and just seems like these days just go…
On and On and On. And it just goes On and On and On. And it all goes On and On
and On. That shit goes On and On and On. And On and On and On. That shit goes
On and On and On. That shit goes On and On and On. Just goes On and On and On.
I said it just goes On and On and On. Goes On and On and On. (Ohhhh)