KEEF - Noted [outro]
The 1st Round
Written by: KEEF
Vocals by: KEEF
prod. Kronic x Joemoneybeatz
Written & Recorded in 2023

LYRICS

64 we the gang nah 64 we the troops
Steady juking out the feds think I left one in a boot
Still a street n***a yet attire is a suit
American muscle burning tires in a coupe
I leave these hoes wet because I'm drippy like some soup
And then a n***a walking round with that thang that go boom boom
I'm picking hoes like "you and you"
These n****s telling rats in room
I keep it raw yeh black and blue
I keep it solid streets the proof

I used to be broke dawg Ian going back
I had to get some cake provide so my ma can fall back
Block the contacts in my phone that ain't never call back
They tryna tap in when I got it what the fuck you call that?
I been living life savage don't know what's average
Had to pull out the calculator do some mathematics
Bro think he a radio I'm finna fix the static
See yo head as a ball fuck around and get batted

64 we the gang nah 64 we the troops
Steady juking out the feds think I left one in a boot
Still a street n***a yet attire is a suit
American muscle burning tires in a coupe
I leave these hoes wet because I'm drippy like some soup
And then a n***a walking round with that thang that go boom boom
I'm picking hoes like "you and you"
These n****s telling rats in room
I keep it raw yeh black and blue
I keep it solid streets the proof

I only want the good Ion want none of that babbage
Smoking on exotic bet you thinking this bowl is a salad
Got the noti on my phone my song to playlist it been added
I ain't new to this n***a in the rap game I've been at it
Though this shit smooth I've had a couple road blocks
Believed in education I was in all my roll calls
Ma told me to try in life for that jus know I'll go hard
Loyal to the gang n***a nah never false façade
Don't know if I'm grown or don't know if I'm jus a kid
Needa change my diaper that n***a KEEF he is the shit
I've only flipped a bag nah never have I flipped a brick
But I'll stack them hoes together way a youngin building shit

64 we the gang nah 64 we the troops
Steady juking out the feds think I left one in a boot
Still a street n***a yet attire is a suit
American muscle burning tires in a coupe
I leave these hoes wet because I'm drippy like some soup
And then a n***a walking round with that thang that go boom boom
I'm picking hoes like "you and you"
These n****s telling rats in room
I keep it raw yeh black and blue
I keep it solid streets the proof