Pak-Man - Keep Going lyrics

Going in the roads not going in
Going in I got to keep going in

Who's the hardest out of
London City that's me
Even when i'm driving i'm still getting taxis
Your family, black sheet
All my team stack G's
If they don't match P's
Then they let their strap squeeze
Stretch notes, I don't buy Bobbies
You might get your head blown
If you try rob me
All the pain I caused Mum, I'm sorry
But im a grown ass man so why worry
And trust me If I could I quit
You rather than I was sniffin'
Than out here pushin' it
You rather that I did it by the books legit
Man wants to push my buttons
I ain't on this pussy shit
I spent my life grinding
And getting over hurdles
They're asking if I bust
Would I go commercial
Mad stuff I don't believe in bad luck
Its hard being low when your used
To being 40 bags up

Going in the roads not going in
Going in I got to keep going in

You can hear the pain in my voice cuz
So I can't relate to a moist fuck
Rappin' and trap that ain't much
Of a choice bruv minute then that toy bus
You can get your boy touched
Its hard to put my life in a 16
Put it in a movie, put it on a big screen
In the fast lane you know that time flies
Chicks know my last name
And they know that I'm Lies
Now why you think we sling for
Growing crow on ends I'm smashing out impor'
I've got the whole city endorsed
It feels better being rich
When you've been poor
Even though Jannahs at my feet
My Mum abandoned me
Now all I got my brothers in the Deen
I need a couple hundred and a queen
All I need is half a brick
To blow us and a team

Going in the roads not going in
Going in I got to keep going in

Last verse this is going to be my last words
So stop worshiping your money
And put Allah first
Life's a test I'm just trying to pass it
Have mercy on my mother that's my last wish
I don't wanna' see her burn in Jahannam
I'm stuck up in this Dunya
Trying to turn from this?
You've never been shopping out
With a few thousands
When a murder? you wake up and you browsin'
Stop talking like I ain't move mountains
Quit to Sheffield just to view housin'
My brother's busting murders with
His selling rate
Snitches in the station leaving
Their statements quick to?
I've seen hell and flame
Shottin' up ends i've got beef in
It could get sticky not sellotape
You're mixtape dropped without sellotape
I used to rock a big face
Watch you can smell the cake

Going in the roads not going in
Going in I got to keep going in