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Matt Movin'

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RTA ain't no other way
I'm all the way powered up
On you bitches
Movin be movin f*ck you be doing
Please don't respond
Give a f*ck what you doing
F*ck it on yo dead homies
F*ck you talking bout
Let her say a sentence that prove she a thot
It's over she through period dot
Listen bitch drop that top
I ain't talking bout that car
I don't cuff I'm a Crip
We leave that for the narcs
I can hustle this whip and get back wit a fork
Crap and out come back automatics galore
I attack fore they start
Been caught lackin before
I got stabbed by the car
Thought death had me for sure
Still goin in pockets on sloppy
Wrist game on watch me
Hand game on rocky
I heard they talking
Say they gon rob me
Glock on come try me
Chop on just stop it
I'm finna lock it game can't get out it
Tapping that ookie so tight got em drowsy
No no don't crowd me
Movin get rowdy
Go Diaz I click and my bitch going Rousey
We moved them packs
We ain't stop for no snacks
Shit ain't vacation they make us we dash
Worst case hit the exit duck off and come back
Switch up the plates
Got a plug on the tags
You don't even know me like that Don't approach me
I don't f*ck with rats
They just f*ck up the motion
Shout out lil slatt got the city in motion
Told him while back they gon hate you for glowing
Up in the morning that money the motive
I told em before then I fucked round and showed em
Got loud like a motor got white like it's snowing
Got ice make it colder got food like the Krogers
I'm in the back wit the strap getting chauffeured
Burning through bread by the batch like a toaster
I got her head in my lap and she focused
I send them bales to the trap
They don't owe shit
Get me back next time
I like to help mine
Remember how all us was stressed in them hell times
Yeah all that shit dead now
Mine getting blessed now
Long as they do for the set not just self now
I heard they sleeping on me
Who said it's bedtime
I heard police blowing
Who bumping fed rhymes
I lurk wit g's homie
Trays up like head count
No verse with me I ain't helping no feds out
Mine been in them cells twenty plus
Could've talked got it cut, but
It's something called honor
You don't live by it
They was telling on us
We ain't squeal kept shit hush
See it's something called lawyers
Got to spend wiser
A stool pigeon will never be a cool pigeon
To each his own they tell and we move different
Screaming gang gang on records
Yeah it's cool isn't it
But things change when you tell
You posed to lose the privilege
No erasing that move
No redemption with the streets
Two kind of people tell
Scared shitless or the weak
The game watered down like Henny in the club
Can't keep our business discreet when it's delivered to police
Don't do the friendly shit wit me
I ain't slim jesus that's on three
Six two one ninety golden glove
Beat a bitch to sleep
Pulled a bullet out the homie
Dish rag in his teeth
Bloody hands at the sink
Dropped that bitch it said clink
Anytime they seen me out bet them Diamonds said bling
Couple nines in route
Put the word out phone ring
Could've said a half a chicken, two quarters, or eighteen
Five ten arm and hammer
Brought back seven fifty three
Can't say trappin ain't for me
I done been up in them kitchens
Remember time ain't had no soda
Used ammonia for the whippin
Tanya granny bitching at us
Smell like dope been in my dishes
Twelve patrolling where we living
Hard to post up in them trenches
Heart get cold you lose a sibling
Dog out hoes due to no feelings
Carbon close back in o six
God only knows the shit I've witnessed
Grandma spoke I always listened
Now she a ghost and times is different
Drama grows they get to snitching
You don't know me mind ya business
You don't know just know I'm different
Spoke the best about some haters
Turned on me like some switches
Disrespectful bout that paper
Shit expected you get greater
Feel neglected, call you fake, but
Leave out everything you did
Dodge one request they say you played em
Momma calling say she thankful
I ain't die before I made it
Bitches all up on my dick
Telling they mommas that's my baby
I got partners hind them fences
Talk to more than who I stay with
It's free monster in my lyrics til my dawg up out them cages
F*ck you pay me hey
F*ck you pay me hey
Ain't no barter ain't no talking
F*ck you pay me hey
Shawty bougie wit em
I bet I break her hey
Ain't no barter ain't no talking
F*ck you pay me
Hey hey yeah Movin

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