Autumn! - Gotta Keep Going! lyrics
Autumn! [Benjamin Clarence Phillips Jr.] Lafayette, Louisiana/Houston, Texas, U.S 🇺🇸
[Autumn! - Gotta Keep Going! lyrics]
Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
I love my momma, she proud of me
Fuck everybody that doubted me, yeah
Yeah, yeah tryna be me, better back down
This chopper on me got a hundred rounds
Nigga act up, we gon' gun him down
She used to laugh, wanna fuck me now
Fucked that lil' ho, then I kicked her out
Ha used to clean toilets
Can never do that again
She on her knees like she's
Praying at the Vatican
All of this money, could never be mad again
Ain't talking money, nigga, you just babbling
Life got more fun when
A nigga start travelling
Put a lil' rack on his head
Like I'm balancing
I'm still going through some shit
And it's challenging ha, for real though
Ha, still need a nympho
Gotta little money, now everybody kinfolk
Twin Uzi's, yeah, them hoes akimbo
Still beat a lil' nigga ass like Kimbo
Bro, I swear I don't know none
Of these niggas hating, like
What I gotta pretend for?
Nigga just mad 'cause he been broke
I remember way back, niggas called Ben broke
Now, the same niggas ain't got shit
To say when I pull up
In a motherfuckin' Benzo
Still tryna cop the Porsche next summer
I ain't fucking with the rental
Still gotta lot of shit on my mind
And it's fucking with my mental
They say, "Autumn, boy, you in yo' prime
You just gotta keep goin'"
Still gotta lot of shit on my mind
And it's fucking with my mental
They say, "Autumn, boy, you in yo' prime
You just gotta keep goin'"
I love my momma, she proud of me
Fuck everybody that doubted me, yeah
Yeah, yeah tryna be me, better back down
This chopper on me got a hundred rounds
Nigga act up, we gon' gun him down
She used to laugh, wanna fuck me now
Fucked that lil' ho, then I kicked her out
Ha used to clean toilets
Can never do that again
She on her knees like she's
Praying at the Vatican
All of this money, could never be mad again
Ain't talking money, nigga, you just babbling
Life got more fun when
A nigga start travelling
Put a lil' rack on his head
Like I'm balancing
I'm still going through some shit
And it's challenging ha, for real though
Ha, still need a nympho
Gotta little money, now everybody kinfolk
Twin Uzi's, yeah, them hoes akimbo
Still beat a lil' nigga ass like Kimbo
Bro, I swear I don't know none
Of these niggas hating, like
What I gotta pretend for?
Nigga just mad 'cause he been broke
I remember way back, niggas called Ben broke
Now, the same niggas ain't got shit
To say when I pull up
In a motherfuckin' Benzo
Still tryna cop the Porsche next summer
I ain't fucking with the rental
Still gotta lot of shit on my mind
And it's fucking with my mental
They say, "Autumn, boy, you in yo' prime
You just gotta keep goin'"
Still gotta lot of shit on my mind
And it's fucking with my mental
They say, "Autumn, boy, you in yo' prime
You just gotta keep goin'"