[Verse 1: Chad Jones]

Keep Up

B. Cooper, what up my dude!

How you livin'? You part of this crew!

Tell me how you feelin'; do you feel different?

I know you been making some moves

But...

Don't cheese for the respect

Treat it like a Family Dollar v-neck, that's a reject

Until you gotta it like a reflex

We gone be checkin' you on it to survey all the feedback

Bruh really what I'm saying

Pride is a monster, Ogres have layers

No pride is a Dragon

And a Dragon have lairs

It’s buried deep within and you gone have to slay it, Jones!

Take it from me, tryna make a mountain top

Standin' on a soapbox, felt like the Himalayas!

I was confused, honest and true

My heart wasn't matching the things I was saying

Noah got drunk on his own grapes

That's a lesson that I learned in the wrong ways

If I could save the world with my own faith

I would still blow it all for my showcase

I would build my tower, build my name

I know you'd do the same cuz it’s hard by yourself

Just keep it one thousand, we get it, we get it

And never be ashamed we live it, we live it

Jones!

[Chorus: Jay Cabassa]

Life got me trying to climb this journey to the mountain top

But I'ma persevere though the tears moving on I'm never gonna stop

New Horizon surround me

I'm standing in awe

As I'm rising higher

I try not to fall

[Verse 2: Canon]

I told my lil homie, I'll make my own beats

Since no one back then would try giving me chances to spit on that heat

Started rapping on stages in Chi Town cause Phil Jack would give me my chances

Not only I took it but flipped what I had and then made some enhancements

Got noticed by others, became my own artist then started my sound

Picked up by reflection then starting investing my work and my talent by holding it down

No need for no crown, ain't no second guessing

This industry will have you keep jumping through hoop after hoop just to keep an impression

It's a lot of Pharisees in our culture

Steady poking and pointing them fingers at your shows and criticizing

The art and ability you show em

Focus...

They gonna try to get attention when writing on your twitter

The same some ones loving you will turn away whenever you make mistake in life

But don't turn bitter

You ain't gotta pour liquor

You ain't gotta trip up

Some of em a never understand your position

Cuz it'll be 10 percent of your following who gone hate whatever you give em

Listen

And that's real talk, I been through that in my life

You gone say 100 things you gone wanna take away but by that time they gone judge yo life

This that real talk

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: B. Cooper]

I appreciate it, I guess I don’t know what I’ve stepped into

Just chasing my dream, still stacking up vegetables

In a grocery store, 9 to 5, I ain’t got time to mess with you

Break time, I’m writing lines, hope the back of this napkin is legible

But I never knew, what to expect

Started off, wanted to be the best

Then I got this feeling inside my chest

I could care less if I see a check

Spent more time trying to leave the pain

Whole mindset got rearranged

More than raps, and beats that bang

I focused on trying to bring a change

And that’s when it all happened

Years of hard work, sweat, tears, that had been trapped in

Disappeared quick, no magic carpets, Aladdin

Just me, myself, and I, and a God that taught me compassion

And once I seen his face and

I understood his grace then

There’s nothing you could say

That would change the ground I stand on or the place I put my faith in

Gone