On and On - Kevin Flum

Yeah, thank you for sticking with us

Still in this bitch

Yeah, y-yeah, uh, listen, yeah

2am I just faced her now, ignoring calls she’ll hate me for it

I’m in my zone, I can’t break the focus, gotta get the bread, the money waiting

for me

«Yo Kev, when you gonna drop a tape man?»

I’m not Wayne but I’m sorry for the

wait man

I done had a lot of shit up on my plate man, but I’m glad I was blessed with

the patience, listen

Hopped up in a whip with a bad bitch that I just met last night

Said she got a man but she wanna play and she rolls weed too and that ass right

Yo, what’s with all of these silly females?

Always waiting on chilling details

She’s blowing up my cell phone, oh hell no, uh

Yo, common struggles get the best of us

I fell like I can’t rest my trust, so when it’s gone, what’s left in lust man?

Got you wishin' that you’d catch the bus and if you got it you can match with

us man

It’s just been a long road, I’m just tryna get it fixed in that shit up plus

These days it’s so hard to like just be friends

'Cause you end up fucking and the feelings start coming, man not that shit

again, uh

I’m too young to stress, I’m so young and blessed

I live life on the road, do what I was told, everyday I’m running for the gold

On the road and I’m going places, not looking back

About a year ago I coulda called it all, now look at that!

No days off, always on the clock but it pays

I don’t have another way, it just seems like these days just go

On and on and on (On and on and on)

And it just goes on and on and on (On and on and on)

And it all goes on and on and on (On and on and on)

That shit goes on and on and on (On and on and on), and on and on and on (On

and on and on)

That shit goes on and on and on (On and on and on)

That shit goes on and on and on (On and on and on, goes on and on and goes on

and on)

Just goes on and on and on (On and on and on, goes on and on and goes on and on)

Said it just goes on and on and on (On and on and on), goes on and on and on

All the bullshit, that I’ve been through, I’ve made the best of it

And I’m handing out that paper like I’m testing kits

Probably up in my room with the lights low, thinking fast but I always seem to

write slow

It’s not really that I’m looking for a typo, I'm just really kinda tryna keep a

tight flow

With this invested I got nothing to lose, you feel that shit?

Yeah?

Okay!

I got time to use, no time to waste cause wasted time don’t pay

Ain’t got time to be broke, time to be so locked down like cons in keyholes

Doin' what I can now, so when I die, I die a hero

Listen, man, I do this here for the family

And all the ones who a fan of me and shoutout to all of my enemies

They all really wanna see the end of me, I don’t get it, I never will

So I’ma just keep living life and doing me, I’m clever still

These cones stuffed to the brim boy, I’m gone

Don’t hit me with that bullshit on my phone

When I’m writing shit my doors locked and leave me alone

And I’m running fast like running back she throw the pussy

I run it back and I’m running fast

On the road and I’m going places, not looking back

About a year ago I coulda called it all, now look at that!

No days off, always on the clock but it pays

I don’t have another way, it just seems like these days just go

On and on and on (On and on and on)

And it just goes on and on and on (On and on and on)

And it all goes on and on and on (On and on and on)

That shit goes on and on and on (On and on and on), and on and on and on (On

and on and on)

That shit goes on and on and on (On and on and on)

That shit goes on and on and on (On and on and on)

Just goes on and on and on (On and on and on)

Said it just goes on and on and on (On and on and on), goes on and on and on