Allan Kingdom

Allan Kingdom - Keep It Easy lyrics

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(Hook x2)

Keep it easy, keep it easy

Keep it easy, keep it easy

Keep it easy

(Verse)

We don't got to start shit but we don't got to forfeit

This world was made fo' us, I said this world was made fo' us

They got they feelings in the closet

I treat my feelings like a faucet, I turn 'em on & drank 'em up

And then I spit to pay fo' us!

Get yo picture, quit yo bitchin', son!

I can feel you from the bar get yo fishin' on

Tryna catch a fuckin' wave but no!

Y'all ain't even worth the fuckin' shade I throw

These bitches trippy in the driffy, son

Mr. Peanut Butta pretty put his city on

Sum' real sum' fake I know

Tuckin' people & a couple gold chains I hold

And if it ain't safe in the space I'm gon' keep it easy

Dap erry nigga been hatin' on me

Ya owe me bucks I shake up cuz I acted no snutch

Not showin' up when ya need me again

Original, can't fall low, keep it easy

Hoes be like Stevie when things isn't breezy

I keep my fingers on keys fo' respect

Keep makin' dope I'm the king they elect

I'm the king they elect

(Hook x2)

(Verse 2)

I don't eva really got anythin' to trip about cuz trippin' out is silly

All I really worry about is livin' it & killin' it

And fillin' up a Philly and I pour it wit affiliates

A nigga like me doesn't grind fo' ice

A nigga like me doesn't rhyme fo' rice!

A nigga like me isn't tryna provide

But got a CBS cuz the price is right

I'm talkin' VVS that describe my sight

But describe the future on my neck & shit

Instead I do it fo' grandma & someone did it, it's heavy

I got to do it fo' he cuz she stress fo' shit

I got 2 bitches in taper I'm not tricking

I saw my riches not paper it's how I'm living

I drive the women insane, cookin' salt on they brain

It'll ruin demanded their hot chicken

Now if ya wanna pop off

I can me yo chick, call me papa!

I don't be throwin' hands up I'm throwin' dollas

Into all my savings, I got us

Its what my uncle taught us

I remember when they used to taunt us

Turned that into to fuel in the race

Crossed the finish line now they really want us

Now they, cuz we cuz we cuz we

(Hook x2)

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