Keep Shit P ft. Fog Monte Lyrics

Uh uh

I just wish we ain't have to go our separate ways

We was good since yesterday

Five five

I'm probably tripping

Uh

I just wish we ain't have to go our separate ways

We was booling everything was going good like yesterday

Them hoes ain't in the shit we in and I don't care bout what they say

Cause they gon try to fuck us up so let's just get on with our day

I stay cautious with your ass and you go get another nigga

I call Four then he gon uh cant even say this shit get bigger

I told him keep that lil shit p I tried to keep it cool

Now it's niggas out to get me watching how I move

Seen that shit you posted on your CF ain't know what to do

Asked me why I threw my gun I had washed off the residue

Don't be worried bout these bitches cause you know that they can't mess with you

And if we grow apart just know that I done tried my best with you

Came from the bottom with my nigga I'm gon step with you

That's my lil shorty she gon hold the pistol tight I feel like you a blessing boo

She said that she'll never leave my side and tell me lies

This shit caught me by surprise lil bitch wanna fuck off with other guys

It's cool though

You gon with your move hoe

Pop out with twin and we gon catch that nigga that said it's up and work the tool bro

I'm telling Spazz to grab more double cups I'm tryna move slow

Like if you blow I blow your best bet is to gon head with your move hoe

Lemon pepper stepper too high up and you can't fuck with me

If the bitch lie then she gotta die don't play games I'ma bust 50

Fuck her good gave her some player dick

Say she love me and she stuck to me

If you can't break bread he fake just me and bro we got a buck 50

I'm speeding down cottage come and get me if its up with me

Tryna keep it cool but you don't wanna test yo luck with me

I kept it real with you and I just thought you was gon fuck with me

And now I feel uncomfortable this shit stress me out

I'm tryna bring u to the crib like every night see what I'm bout

I keep on tryna lift you up and you just keep bringing me down

All this shit that's in my head it's killing me you not around

I'm tryna send a message through my music you don't hear a sound

For you I flip the town

But that's the old me

I'm really tryna cut you off after that shit you showed me

It had me thinking was you meaning all that shit you told me

I hear about your other niggas that shit start to blow me

I'm at war with niggas

I'm at war with my own sister

All them times I say she stress me out I wasn't tryna diss her

I'm at war with me and I don't know how it's gon go

I told that pussy keep it p but he gon die bout a hoe

You niggas bitches