paroles de chanson Keep On - Yung Zipo

I remember being poor
Remember sleeping on the floor
Never had the things we wanted
Just the shit we could afford
Last year I made a lot of money
This year I want more
You rapping like you got some money
I'm not really sure
I just got a brand new crib
I see the river from the porch
They be acting like they with the kid
I'm whipping through New York
And I know my city listening
They know what the mission is
Knew I was gonna blow up
But I never would've visioned this
Mama pick a house
Marble counters in the kitchen
And you know I'm from the South
So I like barbecue and chicken

Went from no one to a star
I see who you really are
Believing in myself is how I made it here this far
And I know that life is hard
I ain't sleep good in a week
Need some write offs on these taxes
Cause my taxes isn't cheap
And I think my girl a geek
Way she always giving brain
You and me we ain't the same
I'm the mother fucking man