Lyrics Keep It G - Kuddy Moneybag

I remember being down on my luck bad
Just me an momma never had dad some
Nights it was kind a sad frigerator on e
Didn't have no cash yeah yeah now we
Up on our luck made it out the ghetto
But im still chasing bucks yes yes an i love
Momma duks smiling at me glad when im
Riding in my coop me an Toody you know
We keep it g if i dap you up then he dapping
Up to plus he only two an he keep streets that's
My lil me that's my lil me lil fabe big fabe lil
Kuddy big kuddy cup staying muddy only fuck
With fam no buddys only fam no buddys

Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g

Try stretch me out but i kept it g had to hold my
Head up for the family Kuddy Moneybag morris
Ent yeah i ducked the sweep that was last week
Hundred fifty three they try max me out ten g'z
For a lawyer yeah they taxed me out now im back
Out the back routes in the trap house its a drought
Season maybe that's the reason everybody beefing
Everybody creeping in the winter time everybody
Heated call em streets sweepers so i keep it g dont
Wanna meet people gotta be discrete they a squeal
Turn the wheel on you throw the book at chu send
You up the roan penitentiary action outta sight outta
Mind they aint thinking bout chu

Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g

Unk recognized a g in the nursy room eight three eighty
Six Myra's last seed yall a see soon age twenty-three
When i jumped the broom i know my brother smiling
From the upper room hattaz saying ima die soon cause i
Vibe by the street rules doing what it do to make ends meet
Suga coating money yeah i kept it g running packs like a fed
X worker Ray Bans on my face looking like Steve Urkel plus
My money streight like a turtle neck like a turtle neck like a
Turtle neck so if you far from certified an you dont keep it
G keep ya mouth shut an stay the fuck from round me off
Brands they a curse they a put chu in the dirt got real niggaz
Faces on white t-shirts

Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g keep it g keep it g
Keep it g