On & On (Another Rap Song) Lyrics

It goes on and on and

It goes on and on and

Another rap song

Here I go

Check, uh

Yeah yeah

I hate doing sad songs

but it's a lot of things I got to say

This weight up on my shoulders in the way

I hate doing mad songs

But often I just lay it 'fore I think

It's like I'm patching holes

Hope not to sink,

I guess it's just another rap song

It goes on and on and

It goes on and on

And it's something I can rap on

It goes on and on and

It goes on and on and on

Yeah

Another day

Another dollar uh

Suds up in the water uh

Found another challenger

Time to up my caliber

Pressed on the designer uh

Fresh out the recliner uh

Check your mentions followers

What you think about it uh

Time to be accountable for Everything I said and I did

Even if I said it when we was kids

As a youth I told it all then later Sprinkled in fibs

I say the truth that set you free

Sits in the cage with your ribs

Just letting time just waste away playing 2k with my friends

Smoking blunts on the couch While watching me wash away ends

You want it done right

Do it solo

Cause I was doing so-so with some niggas with low mojo

Hardly satisfied I want more

Money women vacations living Lavish reputation established

Won't nothing given

Everything earned

Ashes to dust

Heat in the making

I just rap about the shit that I be thinking

I hate doing sad songs

But it's a lot of things I got to say

This weight up on my shoulders in the way

I hate doing mad songs

But often I just lay it 'fore I think

It's like I'm patching holes

Hope not to sink

I guess it's just another rap song

It goes on and on and on and

It goes on and on and on

And it's something I can rap on

It goes on and on and

It goes on and on

Rest in peace to Leroy Byrd

My father figure

My momma's dad won't in the picture

Met my grandma got Grandfathered into

The Carter family

Sometimes I wonder if he really knew what he gotten into back in 99

But as the time passed

The only stable relationship that I ever knew

Ever out of answers he know what to do

Always sure to have my back and pass no judgement through

One can say he was a mack

Knew how to troubleshoot

Man can talk the shirt off your back

They wonder why I'm so slick

He told me never let a bunch of niggas ride in your whip

And never stay around niggas

Forever not doing shit

To sum it up basically keep you a chick

When I was younger

always frontin' never having none

Ain't know how to handle em

I was always good at math

But me plus one won't adding up

Had to pick up my grammar

Then my standards

Then a passion

And the type of dude I am

I did it backwards

It happens

But

I stayed persistent till I passed that test

Being hard-headed runs in the family

I'm the last male left

Damn

I just wanna be useful to other people

Sometimes I feel like love is derived from when someone needs you

Working on transparency

Trying to be way more see through

But you know you doing something when they say they see you

Let's see to leaving a legacy from

labor to their kids

So they can reap fruit

And tell em be better when they wanna be you

I hate doing sad songs

But it's a lot of things I got to say,

This weight up on my shoulders in the way

I hate doing mad songs

But often I just lay it 'fore I think

It's like I'm patching holes, hope not to sink

I guess it's just another rap song

It goes on and on and

It goes on and on

And it's something that can rap on It goes on and on and

It goes on and on

It goes on on on

On on on

On on on

On on on