Well written his Momma taught him the ghetto showed him
Well spoken he's uplifting not gun toting
But I'm not judging I'm not saying I'm not hustling
No held grudge 'cause I got love in this hot oven
God loves him when no one loves him his Momma loves him
His Pops was like he looks like me but kinda doesn't
The world drug him through hell heaven & LA gutters
Because of me somebody had to be a baby's mother
But my category is no sad story we made it through
Supported by all of the folks that we're related to
They made it easy for me 'cause they raised me with love
Told me knowledge is key, in a Baptist church a choir would sing
Of grace so amazing as true as can be for you and for me
No I is in team keep an eye on the dream
Let he who is without sin cast the stone
To each his own before we gone you just

Keep on truckin' Abbey
Keep Keep Keep Keep - Keep on Move on
Keep it classy while these rappers still thuggin
But to each his own do yo thang and leave me alone
Keep Keep Keep Keep
Keepin on truckin' Abbey (keep keep keep keep)
Keep it classy while these rappers still thuggin
But to each his own do yo thang and leave me alone

Heartbeat of the street my field study
Streets are ill thuggin the meat gets real bloody
You can't cheat death too long to kill for money
Him that Grim that Reaper still coming
They robbed my tilt too willing to steal from me
And felt no guilt cuz criminals that grimey
House we built and i do not own any
Pops did say you should own your own company
Saw this all happening seen this all coming
Back against wall but still keep on truckin'
Hard work pays off til then you get nothing
You still could get lucky just keep on truckin'
Life for me wasn't no crystal staircase
No silver spoon million in my briefcase
No Big Willy before rap story
No 9 milli bullets lodged in my body

Keep on truckin' Abbey
Keep Keep Keep Keep - Keep on Move on
Keep it classy while these rappers still thuggin
But to each his own do yo thang and leave me alone
Keep Keep Keep Keep
Keepin on truckin' Abbey (keep keep keep keep)
Keep it classy while these rappers still thuggin
But to each his own do yo thang and leave me alone

Turn of the century as described in my journal entry
Death til we part my writing pen never turned against me
Game is it getting to me Homies are they switching on me
Steps to go forward my heart's tore up and I'm feeling lonely
Go visit Moms for much needed rejuvenation
Give a call to Pops and chop it up on how the Lakers playing
It feels way better when we all communicating
Sometimes you need reminders you wasn't concentrating
But I'm back on track and I'm never lacking let's get it cracking
Whatever label it gotta be nigga just make it happen
Don't act as if you don'tneed me until I'm missing in action
Cherish an artist there's no telling when it's his last one
Just feel his passion of what he had to overcome in the slum
He's still rappin' and his message is for everyone
Unless your 3rd eye is closed in that case you'r e unconcerned
Habbits to unlearn you just

Keep on truckin' Abbey
Keep Keep Keep Keep - Keep on Move on
Keep it classy while these rappers still thuggin
But to each his own do yo thang and leave me alone
Keep Keep Keep Keep
Keepin on truckin' Abbey (keep keep keep keep)
Keep it classy while these rappers still thuggin
But to each his own do yo thang and leave me alone