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Keep It True (feat. Hillside Bleu & Jazmen Safina) Video (MV)






Z. Smith - Keep It True (feat. Hillside Bleu & Jazmen Safina) Lyrics
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Feel like the Gotti cover wit the cutlass on it
Word round town cuz them they ain't got nothing on me
They baby mothers probably rather be here f*cking on me
Just cuz i don't be on hot shit don't mean I'm ducking homie
Seen too much of it and had enough of it
Gold diggers and hood boogers you cuffing them claiming them publicly
Type that couldn't get a nut from me
Depended on by some people that put their trust in me
Crime mobb soundtrack back in my Frayser days taper fade sharper than a razor blade
Mama prayed for me while I prayed for pay hoping to take the pain away
Brought you classic albums that I made with tray
Served it like a food tray of dope only rule stay afloat
Keep your cool play it low
Every time I drop I get to dropping jewel gaining more
Whole crew be trained to go saying less and saving more yeah
La la la la la la la la
Keep it true with me these young niggas running hot
I keep the tool with me what's the move every time I act a fool with it
Keep it true all I ask is keep it true with me be true with me
La la la la la la la la la
Visions dreams of bigger things I'm a living king
Missing my ones that went away I play the memories daily
Sit and think plot my way to the green
Set my pace and my speed every day I succeed
Never impatient I'm waiting on anything that I feel and see that's coming to me
Don't wonder my beliefs keep me honest but
Honestly you don't want it with me yet all I want is my peace
Me and Burnie hit these tracks and we cook them faster than a whopper with cheese
Models and freaks gon wanna drop to they knees
But that's a fee so please don't ask for me I bleed my passion for mashing beats is unmatched
I'm Zac so I gotta lead uh but I can't make you follow
Just show you that there's a better tomorrow a hundred tears for your sorrow
I pray a hundred times a hundred in your future endeavors
And just get used to respecting me as the truth on these records
La la la la la la la la
Keep it true with me these young niggas running hot
I keep the tool with me what's the move every time I act a fool with it
Keep it true all I ask is keep it true with me be true with me
La la la la la la la la la la la
World Famouz
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Feel like the Gotti cover wit the cutlass on it
Word round town cuz them they ain't got nothing on me
They baby mothers probably rather be here f*cking on me
Just cuz i don't be on hot shit don't mean I'm ducking homie
Seen too much of it and had enough of it
Gold diggers and hood boogers you cuffing them claiming them publicly
Type that couldn't get a nut from me
Depended on by some people that put their trust in me
Crime mobb soundtrack back in my Frayser days taper fade sharper than a razor blade
Mama prayed for me while I prayed for pay hoping to take the pain away
Brought you classic albums that I made with tray
Served it like a food tray of dope only rule stay afloat
Keep your cool play it low
Every time I drop I get to dropping jewel gaining more
Whole crew be trained to go saying less and saving more yeah
La la la la la la la la
Keep it true with me these young niggas running hot
I keep the tool with me what's the move every time I act a fool with it
Keep it true all I ask is keep it true with me be true with me
La la la la la la la la la
Visions dreams of bigger things I'm a living king
Missing my ones that went away I play the memories daily
Sit and think plot my way to the green
Set my pace and my speed every day I succeed
Never impatient I'm waiting on anything that I feel and see that's coming to me
Don't wonder my beliefs keep me honest but
Honestly you don't want it with me yet all I want is my peace
Me and Burnie hit these tracks and we cook them faster than a whopper with cheese
Models and freaks gon wanna drop to they knees
But that's a fee so please don't ask for me I bleed my passion for mashing beats is unmatched
I'm Zac so I gotta lead uh but I can't make you follow
Just show you that there's a better tomorrow a hundred tears for your sorrow
I pray a hundred times a hundred in your future endeavors
And just get used to respecting me as the truth on these records
La la la la la la la la
Keep it true with me these young niggas running hot
I keep the tool with me what's the move every time I act a fool with it
Keep it true all I ask is keep it true with me be true with me
La la la la la la la la la la la
World Famouz
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Writer: Hillside Bleu, Zachery Smith, Jazmen Safina
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