Ricky Conaway - I Got The Keys lyrics

(Ricky Conaway) Let's get it.. Drugs I Don't Do.. Women I Don't Know.. Money I Don't Have.. b**h.. Lets get it.. (Future) I got the keys, keys, keys I got the keys, keys, keys I got the keys, keys, keys I got the keys, keys, keys We go to court, we gon' plead the fifth I know the judge, I'ma shoot him some chips I got the keys, keys, keys I got the keys, keys, keys Radar, radar on, b**hes ain't even on my radar Radar, radar on, on, you ain't on my radar Radar, radar, no, no, you hatin' on my radar No, no, you b**hes ain't, b**hes ain't even on my radar (Ricky Conaway) This right here is a major bag alert Everybody givin' hate, i have to hurt Ain't afraid to ever break in the half the verse Hit it to the track and I'm chasin after first, racin' out the dirt Y'all dry as a raisin out the dirt No one ever could escape the ma**acre But anybody try to make it past, I got vacant casket and a basic blackened hearse And i got the keys No no no please do not talk to me please Holy Ricky I'm a God in the streets Stop it cause you'll never conquer the beast Paper fallin' like im choppin the trees Name me a rapper I'm not gonna eat Set the tempo like a pace maker Soooooo i can even bring a stop to the beat Lawdy lawdy Homie holdin up a fohty loaded, never chose opponents Bird on me like the OVO clique Disappear em like Hocus Pocus No one know I got the frozen flow until it's cold as snow and on some four below sh** Know your role when comin at me straight, send you back crooked like scoliosis Coast to coast, I got boats and hoes Holy Ghost up on the totem pole b**h In the post, no one rockin wit me Droppin sixty like Kobe only Okie dokie tho I'm lowkey Loki, imma go for broke like if a gopher broke in, i can speed it up Slow it down, i got all the gears, like the Joe Ferone kid And I ain't gonna vote for POTUS Promise y'all gonna wanna focus for dis Burnin' up like im a Jonas Bro, and imma blow up quick like the soda broken Rest in peace to the goat Muhammad, as a show of honor, imma rope a dope it On the track im trainin like a locomotive Givin' out keys like the Oprah show did cause.. (Future) I got the keys, keys, keys I got the keys, keys, keys I got the keys, keys, keys I got the keys, keys, keys We go to court, we gon' plead the fifth I know the judge, I'ma shoot him some chips I got the keys, keys, keys I got the keys, keys, keys