ERK THA JERK - Push It lyrics

rate me

Chorus:

I keep it on the low, yeah, I keep it on top

Niggas always hating so I'm keeping on top

Say she got a man, so I keep it on the hush

She a cold damn elephant so everyday will fuck

I used to think rhyme will describe us cold

I used to think fucking hood life is cold

Funny how some things never change

Funny, funny how some things never change

Uh, I used to think rhyme will describe us cold

I used to think fucking hood life is cold

Funny how some things never change

Funny, funny how some things never change

Staying on my own tune, no help from you

Money on my mind, like what else is new?

Niggas don't be a hundred, but they sell them dew

It's a real nigga moment, I welcome you!

I'm straight from the bottom, strike and lean a product

Hustling in my blood, yeah I'm getting from my...

Everybody strap, yeah, everybody popping

Ain't nobody listening if it ain't nobody talking

Under dog, with my under dog

Got it damn right, I'm an under dough

Hustle hard, all summer long

Fucking foe, I ain't fuck with ya

Trying to put a blind on them nigga they couldn't stand

Sit back on the way from this hand

I'm just calling, just magic

Magic, cause I don't practice

See the difference? I'm not dancing

That's bullshit, this talent

I ain't begging for shit, I take chances

I ain't need no cold sign, just temper

Oh well, I spill ...

Still fake, I've been real

I stay ..I've been killed

Too cold, winter

Came on top of the big wheel

Old dog shooting for revenge still

Either lie is a.. some real in a matrix

Anxious for the red pill

I'm focused, still! I'm so sincere!

I've been in Africa, I'm international

And I ain't talking about Oakland near

Fuck it, I can't smoke in here

I'm about to light this, I should have wrote this

Try to scrab it, you're late for class

Somebody better take notes in here

Little fuck you...

I won't never wait in line, better tell that bitch

I'mma grind... melly melt that bitch

Quit hand, cough a nigga, better share that bitch

Chorus:

I keep it on the low, yeah, I keep it on top

Niggas always hating so I'm keeping on top

Say she got a man, so I keep it on the hush

She a cold damn elephant so everyday will fuck

I used to think rhyme will describe us cold

I used to think fucking hood life is cold

Funny how some things never change

Funny, funny how some things never change

Uh, I used to think rhyme will describe us cold

I used to think fucking hood life is cold

Funny how some things never change

Funny, funny how some things never change

Twenty twenty five lighters on my dresser, hoe

I ain't never been this stressed before

I ain't never let her play me out

Even though it's all out, baby...

Chilling hard, got an extra coat

Feeling good, got a special smoke

This what I had now for the D boy

Stash bag with the extra dough

Leave Roy with the extra glow

But now nigga I ain't ever caught a bullet

I never shot a nigga before

But I will if I ever got a bullet

I'm just... I'm just rising

I'm flying, I'm addicted

Better 2-3 I'm still rich

I'm 2-3 so pimping

One time for the niggas in the hood

Two, two times for the niggas in the trap

Three times for the niggas doing hard times

Four times if you've never going back

You ain't feeling me, you're probably fake

You say you're getting money but you probably ain't

Food for though, get your knife and fork

Get your extra plate, I got more in stake, huh

This songs not gonna write themselves

Stop texting my phone, let me concentrate

Got, got, got women to dodge, got hearts to break,

Big fish, small pound, need a larger lake

Uh, ... fuck her in that bitch

Two, two at a time, better tell that bitch!

It's going down nice till they sell that bitch

I put her around track, I sell that bitch!

Chorus:

I keep it on the low, yeah, I keep it on top

Niggas always hating so I'm keeping on top

Say she got a man, so I keep it on the hush

She a cold damn elephant so everyday will fuck

I used to think rhyme will describe us cold

I used to think fucking hood life is cold

Funny how some things never change

Funny, funny how some things never change

Uh, I used to think rhyme will describe us cold

I used to think fucking hood life is cold

Funny how some things never change

Funny, funny how some things never change