Music: Gavin Tennille/Matthews Livingston/MORUF ADEWUNMI/Glen Earl Boothe/Christian DeVivo
[Intro: Quelle Chris]
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Quelle Chris]
Minute the weight pivot, shit start tippin' like domino
Hearts broken, no mendin', still gotta **** some commas up
Promise we never wind up in Romulus
The road Manila now, niggas feelin' lost in Necropolis
The prestige, body counts in the backstage
After curtain call, I go back to buryin' past ways
Showtime, sleep and eat, applyin' his blackface
Back in STL, neighbors packed steel, parents played keep away
Drought deep when waterworks need to cascade
Tryna figure out how to feel without sippin' cask, dang
How the chillest out all my niggas end up in fast lanes?
Greener grass dies on either side whะตn seasons change
See the way my accounts sะตt up
You can overdraft all you want, just know your partners gone get fed up
You gon' takes some hits on your way to gettin' that bread up
On God, it's hard to let down your guard before you get up
[Refrain: Quelle Chris]
Just keep on sayin'
When I'm six feet, keep on sayin'
When the low peaks, keep on sayin'
When the ends meet, don't stop sayin'
When the feds creep, keep on singin'
[Verse 2: MoRuf, MoRuf & Pink Siifu]
Whose mans is this?
Pull up to the function, I'm suited like an evangelist
Swear my life a movie, directin', watchin' the camera shift
Yeah, you see the fit, shit, my niggas lit like a candle stick, uh
Tryna sneak in the crib, moving like Joe Pesci
Before the night is through, the Old Jesse
This nigga skatin', damn, I'm so Gretzky
I used to always want the old zebbies
Niggas is clean but knowin' the flow messy
Struggle meals, remember eatin' that white bologna
My older sister made the Rice-A-Roni
Damn, I probably had the diaper on me
I'm born in '88, but fam moved in '89
Damn, that shit was a crazy time
Catch my drift like Mike Piazza at the Mets game
Tribe movin' with peace but understandin' the set bang
I was hella young at the barbershop when I met Kane
Conversations with Quelle, it's crazy talkin' 'bout DEATHFAME
Niggas is hurtin', hope they healin' in godspeed
Broken hearts, leavin' 'em comments all in they IG
Candlelight visuals, she bringin' teddy bears
Why they always wait 'til you gone to really show they care? Damn
[Bridge]
Why these niggas wait 'til you gone to really show they care?
Why these niggas wait 'til you gone to really show they care?
Why these niggas wait 'til you gone to really show they care? Mmm
[Verse 3: Pink Siifu]
Sin City
Too many guns, don't nothin' see right now, I can't see no hands
Easy if you packin' heat, **** trust, what they say back
New friends [?]
[?] they like, "Please don't let 'em in"
Who wanna recollect, but I can't regret, fill 'em in
All this man findin' man, graveyard, climbin' in
[?], it ain't mention eyes watchin' and facin' out the window
Sittin' pretty, shawty with me, had to let out my hair, go
On the way, but tried to, I don't who they lied to
All we know is probably the rest, don't let 'em blind you
Know we the best test, no
I'm outside, I don't know who they tryna find or lookin' for
Talkin' like sweet fast but your hands can't fade
Calm down, it ain't bustin', you actin', tryna whine, start with the greats
Get out the heart, you fallin' off, it's all lies
From a man of sin, shots fly, life crashin' by
I see your own teachers
Jumpin' 'round like niggas pleased, niggas in glass boxes hide and seekin'
Nigga, please find hobbies
I used to laugh when niggas sit on they ass and say, 'God got me'
Don't let them [?] hit
Last call, never too late, can't let them hoes see it
[?] in the empire
Take one feeling for all that's real
[?] why you here?
Ayy, ayy, whose mans is this?
You're the type of fed that know where all the cameras is
Same old ho b***h cryin', where all his managers?
Rap snitch gon' get fed with these bullets or these Timberlands
[Chorus: Quelle Chris]
Just keep on sayin'
When I'm six feet, keep on sayin'
When the low peaks, keep on sayin'
When the ends meet, don't stop sayin'
When the feds creep, keep on singin'
Just keep on sayin'
When I'm six feet, keep on sayin'
When the low peaks, keep on sayin'
[Outro]
You're bustin' to get rid of me, I know, but I'm gonna stay here
I'm a free citizen
It's friendly here
And I wouldn't leave my friends