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On & On Lyrics

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MIMS : On & On Lyrics

Songwriters: Clark, Ernest Jr; Llewellen, Corey; Mendelson, Erik; Mims, Shawn; Palacios, Marcos;

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I got one question, is he still around?
Been a little while now, is he still in style?
Is he still rockin' Canterbury apparel?
Is it all good when Willy buried a smile?

Is he still waitin' around for that applaud?
Is still waitin' 'round for that award?
Last year I saw him in an accord
This year is some shit he can't afford

Has he gone poor, said he's on tour
Do he really be shuttin' down all stores?
Where's the next one 'cause we want more?
But what the hell are they lookin' for

What the hell are they lookin' for
So here's a little dough so what's in store
Is that a new song and what's that called?
I must admit, that's some shit he's on

On & on, & on, & on, & on
On & on, & on, & on, & on
On & on, & on, & on, & on
On & on, on, on & on

All night, all night, all night, all night
On & on, & on, & on, & on
On & on, & on, & on, & on

Look, you was conscious when he first spit
But now he on that commercial shit
Talkin' 'bout bread, every verse he gets
Talkin' 'bout head, every verse he spits

But that ain't him man, that ain't MIMS man
Flow Picasso, I rap so Rembrandt
Touch the stars 'cause the sky's no limit
Not too much huh, I ain't no ten, man

Look, I'm just tryin to blow up like implants
Since three years old, I've had big plans
To enhance everything I touch
'Cause even when I got it man it just ain't enough

On & on, & on, & on, & on
On & on, & on, & on, & on
On & on, & on, & on, & on
On & on, on, on & on

All night, all night, all night, all night
On & on, & on, & on, & on
On & on, & on, & on, & on

Now while she over there, lookin' at me
Y'all be over there lookin' at me
It could be whatever it's gon' be
But see truthfully, the beefin' ain't for me, nah

I ain't sayin' I'm scared of niggas
But I'm tryna do my thang, I don't care for niggas
Street killas, talk heat killas
But when I'm getting' my award, you's a seat filla

Oh, heads it's like you deep, nigga
Watches circle, just know you should keep these niggas
So I keep killas on payroll
And when it pops off, I trust they go

On & on, & on, & on, & on
On & on, & on, & on, & on
On & on, & on, & on, & on
On & on, on, on & on

All night, all night, all night, all night
On & on, & on, & on, & on
On & on, & on, & on, & on

On & on, & on, & on, & on
On & on, & on, & on, & on
On & on, & on, & on, & on
On & on, on, on & on

All night, all night, all night, all night
On & on, & on, & on, & on
On & on, & on, & on, & on
On, on, on, on