[Intro]Get Large, bald docteur[Verse 1]Baby girl, baby, baby girl wanna ride outTold her what she don't wanna hear (I don't care)She said, "I wanna go Cam, but what's in the trunk first?"Bitch, a hundred years (Couldn't understand it)She said, "You're already platinum (Ten times), still a brick layer (No construction)"I told her music and movie money, real, real good girlBut I am a risk taker (Go getter)I be tourin' Sin City off (Yeah I do)He think everything legal (Why you suck his dick?)But no need to talk, manIf you ain't involved, that's how I avoided them people (Scot free)Shit, I don't do telephones (No calls)Nah, I don't do third parties (Yo, yo, who that?)That's the reason cousin Bang in jail right now, niggaFacin' a third robbery (He gon' get out though)Black La Cosa NostraYeah, ya dealin' with ragin' bulls (You know the type of nigga I am?)Shit, I'll pay ya motherAnd take ya sister like Calvin from Paid in Full (We doin' our thing Miss Johnson) Shit, shit, but yeahThe money, yeah I launder it, I deserve me a monumentThe judge exonerate me, the D.A. be in astonishmentLet's bond a bit, I can get you money or ya mom evic'Harm, long arms under long john pajama fitLoafers with the jeans, they envy on how my garments fit23 year run, I know niggas ain't fond of it[Chorus](Keep on pushin')That's what my nana said (Rest her soul)Turkey and cheese, a glass of milk for dinnerWith a slice of banana bread (Goddamn)She said, "Keep on pushin'" (So I did)Keep on pushin' (Yeah I did)Wanted me to finish college but, I like money, manI just couldn't (Sorry nana)[Verse 2]You could catch, you, you could catch me court side (On the floor, nigga)Camera view of the baseline (Say cheese)I recorded verses, then 10 pound deals when I walked out of Baseline (That's the studio)When I was writin' Come Home with Me (What I had?)Kilos and weed were thrown to me (What else?)Mo Money from PhillyPacked it up fo' sho, got right on the road for me (What up Mo?)I like to thank I-80 though (I-80, though?)That interstate made me rich, boy (Rich, boy)I had coke and weedBut then I threw some D on it way before Rich Boy (Dog food)You can't deny the bypassin' (Yeah, ya girl)I got a thing for them wide assesShe suck me off so goodI gave her $1400, go get new eyelashes (Diamond joints)So, get out yo' feelings (Feelings)That's how I'm feeling (I'm feeling)'Cause it sure feel good to see chandeliers hangin' from 50 foot ceilingsH-h-hot girl summerUh, bitches got turnt (Yeah they did)Few of y'all just a little too hot though, manCouple my niggas got burnt(Killa, Killa, Killa)[Chorus](Keep on pushin', oh yeah)That's what my nana said (God bless her)Turkey and cheese, a glass of milk for dinnerWith a slice of banana bread (Wish they could reap the benefits right now)She said, "Keep on pushin'!" (Okay), keep on pushin' (That's what she said)Wanted me to finish college but, I like money, man, I just couldn'tYeah, I kept on pushin'
