Young Thug
Keep Up
[Intro]
I can't keep up
I can’t keep up
Someone never showed me love
Won't somebody give a fuck?

[Chorus]
Fuck, I just can't keep up
And it’s 'cause I love you both, ayy
And don't you ever ever think about
Treating me the worst way 'cause I love you both, ayy
I'm still runnin' 'round this bitch thuggin'
I’m still runnin’ 'round this bitch dirty
I’m still runnin' 'round this bitch bustin'
Can’t believe I ain't gave it up yet
We gon' leave a n***a head on his dick
We gon' leave a n***a neck on his chest
Found myself sayin', "Fuck a n***a vest"
Can't believe it
Can't believe I ain't gave it up yet

[Verse 1]
For this cash ain't no difference, bet
On his head like a Mitchell & Ness
Went to bed with a bitch then she text
Yeah, this cash make her different
Burberry bag on her back
With your plain Honda Civic, lil' bitch
What the fuck is you doin' with the cash?
Gon' end up missin', lil' bitch (Swear)
We lettin' off sticks at your car (Huh, ya dig?)
We spazz on your ass like you down with the law
Pull up to Bleveland and chop up your whole little bitty boy
Pull up with stacks
I got more money than you and your whole little squad
Torture them babies, huh
Do 'em the worst way, huh
Keep actin' crazy, do no more hear or say
I make them chickens go lay a egg, I need some rackades
I stack up some green like Saint Patrick's day
I'ma try, but
[Chorus]
I can't keep up, hey
I care for you both, ayy
So don't you ever ever think about
Treatin' me the worst way 'cause I love you both, hey
Still in the streets thuggin', yeah
I'm still in the streets thuggin', yeah
I'm still in the streets thuggin', yeah
Can't believe I ain't gave it up yet
I'm still in the streets thuggin', yeah
I'm still in the streets bustin', yeah
I'm still in the streets dirty, yeah
Can't believe it
Can't believe I ain't gave it up yet

[Verse 2]
Can't believe it, still can't believe it
If you play I want your hand that you roll with
Better yet, your feet, yeah
N***a playin' with a G, man, whole lot of G's in the key, yeah
In the VIP with your bitch and a whole lot of freaks suckin' dick, ayy
N***a playin' with my man, pop the trunk
Get the wham, n***a, eat that
N***as drippin', got two Cuban links with the Jeffery on the V-neck
That's some real drip, n***a, heat that or eat that and defeat that
Better have you a kid 'cause you can't keep me in check
[Bridge]
Boy, you can't keep up
Yeah, show me love
Won't somebody give a fuck?
Because I can't keep up
I can't keep up
Don't you ever try to mistreat me, baby
Do me wrong, yeah
Don't you ever do that to the Thugger
Because I love you both

[Outro]
Still in the streets and I'm thuggin', thuggin', thuggin', yeah, yeah
Still in the streets, n***a bustin', bustin', bustin', yeah, yeah
Still in the streets, n***a dirty, dirty, dirty, yeah, yeah
Still in the streets drinkin' dirty, dirty, dirty, yeah, yeah
I'm still in the streets drinkin' muddy, muddy, muddy, yeah, yeah
I'm still in the streets with them birds flyin' South and North, yeah
I'm still in the streets with them thugs 'boutta thuggin' yeah, yeah
Still in the motherfuckin' street
RIP Street
Still in the motherfuckin' street
RIP Street
Still in the motherfuckin' street
Got a bankroll, n***a, RIP Street
Still in the motherfuckin' streets, streets
Still in the streets, streets
Wheezy on the beat