Keep On
D-Swing Lyrics

Fuck up a check, fuck up a band
Mess up a lot of money, and lose your support

Stick to the plan, doing my dance
Stay focused and stick to your strategy

Keeping it fly, keeping it flee
Staying on top and prepared to leave the scene if necessary

Fuck up a what?
Negative self-talk or a rhetorical question that emphasizes the previous lines

I got a plan
I have a scheme to achieve my goals

Dirty like Dan
My scheme is unethical or underhanded

Keep it moving, keeping it grooving
Continue to make progress and move well

Fucking with my team, we get to shooting (Gang)
We'll protect ourselves and our interests against rivals with force if needed

Swallow this cinnamon, follow my synonyms
Take a risk and follow my clever word play and rhymes

I am a villain, hype off the Ritalin
I am the antagonist, and I'm energized by a stimulant medication

Lyrical, cynical syllables
My words contain pessimistic and critical themes and sounds good together

Prophesize something so critical
I predict something important or disastrous in the future

I am incredible
I am awesome or amazing

Lit off the chemical from something medicinal
I'm high from a drug that is supposed to be used medically

I feel invincible
I am indestructible or unbeatable

Senpapi original
I'm making a reference to myself as a unique, original person

Simplistic and biblical
My style is easy to understand and inspired by Biblical texts

Like Hova, I'm throwing up the diamonds
Like Jay-Z, I'm throwing up a diamond shape a symbol for success

Check my chain, I'm insane
Look at my expensive jewelry, I'm crazy

Throwing hunnits out just to make it rain
I'm throwing a lot of money around for no reason

And don't complain when ya bitch try ride with me up in the Range
Don't be surprised if your girlfriend wants to be with me in my luxury car

Rover, bend her over, and she telling me to show her
In the luxury car, having sex in the back seat

While she asking "Will I choke her?"
During sex, she might ask to be choked for pleasure

But I really do not know her
I don't know her as a person; it's just a fling

So it's a shame that this dame only fucking for the fame
It's sad that this woman is only having sex with me for attention

You a lame, I'll explain
You're boring or uncool, let me tell you why

I am cash, you is change
I'm valuable money, and you're insignificant money

Zipped up and strapped up
I'm wearing my coat and carrying my gun

Shawty know I like it backed up
I like it when she bends over provocatively

Disrespect the clique, you get packed up
If you disrespect my group, you're in trouble

Shit bang like a Mack truck
Violent and loud as a truck slamming into something

So send him in to get hacked up
Send someone to kill opposition

And them black bags get wrapped up in the Mack truck out back, bruh
We dispose of dead bodies by wrapping them in bags and putting them in the truck

Gon' serve him up like outback, yuh
We'll make a meal out of our enemies like it's a menu at a restaurant

In the sky, taking flight
Flying high or reaching one's goals

Living life mellow but I'm fucking hype
Living relaxed and easygoing, but still excited and enthusiastic

Nose full of white
Nose full of cocaine

Blunt full of purple, we smoking on that Urkel
We are smoking a strain of marijuana named after the TV character Urkel

Swimming in the money, think I might need a snorkel
I'm making so much money; I need a snorkel to breathe

Blowing hella loud and it sound just like a symphony
Smoking marijuana that makes sound and feels like music

Look up at the clouds and I might have an epiphany
Thinking abstractly to achieve a realization or idea

Throw some hunnits out and they blue, call it rain
Throwing blue hundred-dollar bills around like raindrops

Go two lines back, that's a shout to T-Pain
Referencing T-Pain's rap to show respect

It's iconic how my psychotic flow is just so melodic
My style of rapping is memorable and audible despite also being insane

I can't stop it or drop it
I can't control my style or slow down my success

I rock it and chop, chop, to chop it
I rap fast, and I chop the lyrics as I go

And screw it, that's how I do it
I'm being reckless, and I'm okay with that

Change up and bring up the pace little by little
Gradually increasing the beat and energy level

Hell bent on being heaven sent
Determined to be successful and impress people

Committing sins to get committed with the Christians
Committing acts of sin to fit in with religious people

I reckon the reverend remembers my record
The religious leader remembers my past sins and behavior

Been beating his ass all in some checkers
Defeating the preacher in a friendly game, possibly referencing a larger conflict

No converse or sation
There's no neutral or middle ground, and no conversation or communication needed

Don't believe in God but I sold my soul to Satan
I don't believe in religious morals or ideas, but I've compromised my principles for fame and fortune

For cheap gold and what Royce rolls
For material possessions and for fame, similar to how Royce Royce cars represent wealth

I mean Rolls Royce
Clarifying the reference to luxury cars

It's my choice to smoke fat doinks
It's my decision to smoke large amounts of marijuana

I need a bad bitch with nice tits and thick ass hips
I desire an attractive woman with specific physical attributes

To sit on my lap and clap that for all these racks
Having sex with me in exchange for stacks of cash

Ya dig?
Do you understand?