作词 : Alex Goose/Oluwatobi Ajibolade/Andrew Joseph Gradwohl, Jr.

作曲 : Alex Goose/Oluwatobi Ajibolade/Andrew Joseph Gradwohl, Jr.

Eh

I prayed for sunny days

The farmer prayed for rain

The tree that gave me shade

Stood in my neighbours way

So what that tells me is stick to the plan

Cuz what’s good for you may not be good for them

I prayed for sunny days

The farmer prayed for rain

The tree that gave me shade

Stood in my neighbours way

So what that tells me is stick to the plan

Cuz what’s good for you may not be good for them

Look

I call it soul music cuz it come from it

I put my soul thru it I been growing from it

I built a safe space for the real

To air out they feelings and still kill

Love to my exes I swear it’s no hard feelings at all

Grey Goose spilling and Goose got me here Spilling these thoughts

Ya favorite rapper a fraud I know its hard to admit it

I hate listening to garb’ that **** carcinogenic

So I gotta Breathe Stretch Shake

Notification OFF

Notice I make mistakes embrace it

No I didn't Take no loss

Most of these haters moving foul, this **** is flagrant aww

I'm not just here just for the crown I'm here to take it all

I know my brotha looking down on me

Is you proud of me?

I eat the beat and gold came outta me

This **** alchemy

The king of this and that's undoubtedly, I'm wigging out

I'm a different league so throwing shots me a miss entirely

Ask you questions, second guess you

It's funny how I brought the pencil out cuz life a test you

The things you didn't like about yourself what make you special

Its funny now I’m older got me tracing elements to elementary yeah

I’m Back in my bag Ready to go

Moving and moving and every step

Feel like I'm gaining control (mmmhmm)

My head in the sky, my feet in the soil

Unlimited growth (hmm)

You do or you don't

They don't want smoke Not even the roach

I'm light as a feather and heavy as ****

Baby I'm both

Can I keep going?

'88 Jordan '96 Hov '21 TOBz

That's how I'm feeling so that’s how it goes

Can I keep Going?

This rap **** is a bad *****

Yeah Honey I’m home

I’m keeping it coming

She keeping it going AYE

These skeletons in my closet

The throw me confetti

They welcome me home

Let it be known babe

Let it be known aye

I stepped in the building the heir to the throne

Top 5 when I exit the door

Ms Cleo you should already know

Ms Cleo you should already know!

Don’t gain the world by losing your soul

Keep it in tow brother

Long roads I rode em alone

Still on my own brother

The heaviest flows

Flood water till the levy was broke

Ante prime meridian with it

Thats All day all night on you Hoes

Can I Keep…?

Dropping a bomb aye

We keep it calm

You keep it comical

I’m good with the Math, good with the English class

I know where the commas go

Name on a paper It’s “Murder she wrote”

Living fast, so I'm sipping it slow

Penning a letter sincerely the goat

“Yours Truly” when I finish the quote

I’m good with them hands a damn masseuse

He talking tough but really a scrub

Damn if only his mama knew

Thong song these boys is all ass aww man what’s wrong with you

I won’t do a song with you

Even If you had a bomb with you

I only come with essentials

Y’all niggas Comedy Central

Too used to riding the bench

Too used To Hiding the stench

Gave her the d and it hit like a sedative

You me and her in the room plus the elephant

We know the truth but ain’t nobody telling it

How you dare gon insult my intelligence

Aim for they heart

Came from the dark

**** it a brother be shining tho

Smoking that spinach until the inside of my head be spinning Kaleidescope

Body the beat then body the audio gotta

Then tell it adios

Maucauley Caulkin and the throne is my home

What that mean?

Boy I’m all alone

Raps on point no Calderon

Back in the days, that’s back int he days

And If you was there you would already know eh

Shall I continue?

Can I Keep Going?

Champagne spilling, I’m that realer I been a boss

The timid boy who grew with the little voice and bloomed

Still deep in the jungle, my mouth got me in trouble

My circle tight as a huddle

I built the house from he rubble

Thick Mrs. wanna lay and then cuddle

Like NBA I’m Finn play in the bubble

Hit from the back and I’m making it tremor

I only learned to keep **** on the humble, keep it a hundo

Pillow talking Finn get you in trouble

These the rules from the schools to the jungles

Battles and wars scrapping for yours

We turned out high school hallways into Carnegie hall

Ass clap man that’s a round of applause

Backpack full of madness of course

100 bars if we happen to cross

What you think that the family for?

She love you when you comfy in your own skin

That’s what separate the boys from the grown men

I shot my shot, both hands, close range

And everything else was go in.. you feel me

I shot my shot close range, both hands

And everything else was go in…

Can I keep going?

Shall I Continue?

Can I keep going?

Shall I Continue?