Jon Keith – IGWT

Lyrics: IGWT by Jon Keith

My whole life sweat and blood
My whole squad in the cut
My dreams got it out the mud (he’s here)
Who’s just down ’cause I’m up?
Who stick around when I’m done?
Still in God we trust

Life just ain’t enough
I might self-destruct
It’s just way too much
I don’t show me love
I think I run up
Still in God we trust

Wait, still underground like I’m Harriet
Haters is various, but I’m relaxed (brrt)
Walk with the Lamb like I’m Mary
I set it up, run with the pack (ooh)
Dirty or somethin’, y’all movin’
You still couldn’t bury us, put it on wax
Enemy said he nefarious
We in your area, where is you at?

I’m doin’ all that I can (what?)
I don’t got too many friends (yeah)
I got too good at pretеnd (uh-uh)
Wouldn’t let nobody in (uh)
Ayy, I’m sent I’m a den
Yеah, yeah, y’all lyin’ again
Uh, uh, I couldn’t just blend
Yeah, I’m tryna ascend (uh-uh-uh)
Ayy, wait, ayy, what?

They tell me they hate my life (my life)
I wanted to take my life (my life)
I thought on it day and night (and night)
And I wouldn’t take advice (advice)
I was gon’ catch a flight (whew)
But He told them angles to slide (slide)
Demons been under my feet

Never call me a heathen
We still undefeated and deep the VLLG
Just viva la vida, I pray when I’m sleepin’
Just look what I’m dreamin’ (yeah)
Uh, wait, what? (Wait, wait)
I’m leavin’, done (leavin’, done)
Keep it up

My whole life sweat and blood
My whole squad in the cut
My dreams got it out the mud
Who’s just down when I’m up?
Who stick around when I’m done?
Still in God we trust

Life just ain’t enough
I might self-destruct
It’s just way too much
I don’t show me love
I think I run up
Still in God we trust

Ayy, dream that (dream that)
Money, power, respect
Two chains swingin’ (players)
Freeze tag ’round your neck
Want a (ayy) big bag
TSA carousels
Funny, we live by the bag just to die by the bag
‘Cause they zip you in one as well
Yeah, uh, you not offendin’ me (yeah)
Yeah, I am not Him-othy, uh (yeah, yeah)
I just got some of His tendencies, uh (hee-hahaha)

Him would be Spirit, identity
You throw up money, I look at it differently
You givin’ off “I need therapy” energy
They do not want us to light up the industry
Still in the house, that’s breaking and entering
Coolin’ when they did not wanna go mention me
God will open up doors, but look at the chivalry, ooh
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) mm-mm-mm-mm

You chasin’ Barbies, look, you ain’t no kin to me
My homies hand out epiphanies, Pauls and Timothys
Diamonds you won’t find at Tiffany’s (shine)
So many Tiffanys
Tryin’ out dyin’ out literally
Never been this dark in history, pardon
If I gave ’em Jesus and dignity, you can remember me
(Mm-mm-mm-mm) woo, ayy, shee, ayy, ayy, yeah, that my activity
Givin’ with all my ability
Jon is killin’ with no comorbidities
Keep your humility, king