Z-ro - Keep On Doin' It lyrics

[Talking:] Uh uh what, uh uh I gotta hustle mayn, I gotta hustle mayn Uh I gotta hustle mayn, come on come on [Big Mello:] I wake up early in the morning, thank the Lord for the day Proceed to bleed the block, cause I gotta stay paid See I'm on it, nobody gonna do for me What I'ma do for me, gotta feed my family See I hit the streets, and connect with G's Hitting stangs po'ing trees, getting love from fiends I ain't selling no dreams, I get the cream for the team Making moves, all my hustlers I know you feel me While they dropping them screens, I'm out here dropping them things I got no time to bling bling, I'm in it to ching ching Could say I'm bout the paper mayn, the cash the feddy All feddy in this game, but I'm so so heavy Can't trip I can't slip, and if you snooze you lose In the dope or the liquor, baby need my shoes Now be nice dykes, backdo' that thang Point understood, while I'm picking up my change [Hook x2:] I can't fall off, I've come so far I can't look back, I must move on I keep on pushing, keep on grooving Ain't no stopping, keep on doing it [Big Mello:] I'm out here on the block, still pumping and grinding I gotta get it, if I gotta get dirty and grimey By any means I'ma do it, stay true to it See nothing could stop me, I keep it flowing like fluid I pursue it see I grab it, and I snatch it and stack it Keep my eyes on these jackers, cause they itching to grab me I'm bar none, if they coming then they better come with it I ain't tripping no mo', these haters gonna have to k** me See I work too hard, to let a hater come and take mine I don't give a damn bout time, and cross the line fa sho It go down playa, God as my witness Cross me or my family, now I'ma take care my bidness It's survival of the fittest, down in the Clutch City No pity down here, we get down to the gritty Come through like Vecard, nation of Smitty Make em feel me from New York, to that Mo City [Hook x2] [Big Mello:] You see the hustle don't stop, the crime don't quit I flip the script, and had to get the legit Don't get it twisted, it's another way gotta stay paid I still live the good life, thanks to Gene and J Every way is my way, see I ball with the team Now we mash for cream, so we can have things Maintain my focus, and I evade the traps And many wanna see me relapse, I never collapse Already they be hating, so I'm co*ked and ready While I'm flipping through this saint john, biscuit and jelly All my homies in the streets, keep on doing your thang See game peep game, you got to maintain It feel good to be free, now you can take it from me You see life ain't a dream, things ain't always what it seems Stay alert my n***az, don't let em see you sweat Peep the game, from the certified Southside vet [Hook x4]