Lyrics:
Keep your head up, movin' on
&, hold your head up, movin' on
&, keep your head up
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some
to paper
Which by the way really ain't even my nature
The haters take notice but they ain't gon' say shit
Too high too fly No cappin', no fakin'
We movin
See this front here on my hip, we movin' wrong And I'ma blast it, movin' wrong, I'ma blast it
Ain't this bitch dead, act yo cap And I'ma light a nigga
eating exquisite
And we movin' too toxic, I gotta be distant
Nigga, this ain't a option, I gotta be winning
Two brown-skin bitches in the telly and you
he gon' be home
I don't believe the things these niggas say, they all be cappin
Why you tryin' to front, you movin' different, boy you actin
A nigga
Two-tone buss down Rollie
I score like it ain't no goalie
Lean got me movin' slowly
Trapstar, Montana, Tony
Want a bad bitch from the Coneys
Too many
car and
She picks up her phone
She grabs him by his tie as she tells him goodbye
If you're to shy to talk
Write a fancy song
Keep movin' on and stay
me movin slow
All designers drugs got these hoes going dumb
Big bank take your hoe
Fucken dez hoes by the dozen
Maybach coupe recline
45 on me I keep
Girl, you're beautiful
I hope you know that
You could rule the world
Where's your mind at
One day you'll see that
Every sound that got me movin
the demons, I'm just tryna get my cake right
These streets don't love you, nah, these streets don't love you
Movin' through the trenches, and survivin' by any
Out into the moonlight
I could never fail
Down by the turkey creek
To find that old trail.
The river she's a flowin'
I'm rememberin' the night
Now the first day that I met ya
I was looking in the sky
When the sun turned all a blur
And the thunderclouds rolled by
The sea began to shiver
gettin' money by the way a nigga dress
I'm talkin' Japanese denim, money stuffed in 'em
The coolest of the cars and the baddest of the women
All I have
Oh we was dancing in a really big city
Got excited by the sound of a party
Now my heart beat while the music was groovin'
And if you wanted to you
money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce
Movin' my tapes in major weight 'cause every dollar counts
Bustas is jealous and half these
Cause Loon'll call them dudes, come use them gats
Remember the time when I didn't use to rap
You know me, O.G., O.T. movin past
As far as the street, I
Love has wings and flies through windows opening an open doors
Sending light to darken corners left by loneliness before
But love is just a word for
Ba Ba Ba Bongo Bongo
Ba Ba Ba Bongo Bongo
Ba Ba Ba Bongo Bongo
She likes it, she likes it
By baby she likes it
My baby she likes to dance
She
I believe in phone calls
When you're not by my side
Especially when it's lonely
In the middle of the night
If you believe that true love
hit the
Back door like trick dices
Stickin’ and movin and movin’
And stickin’ the prices
Uppin’ the ante before I'm a antique
Can promise you hear me
them checks
But you can tell by how I spit it
Nigga I be gettin' dough
Take her all the places that
She never been befo'
(Don't give a fuck about the)
I be full on line, auto-revo like an uzi
Movin' quick up in the range, like Stic
Just call me "Tookie"
But it don't figure if you
Pop the Smith
Blast off like NASA
Ya better move quick cause you're in
The midst of a tongue-twistin' disaster
Movin' at rapping speeds that no
Other will really
help
Because you really think you're out here movin' stealth
I met the nigga everybody say you fucked
And I could tell he wasn't actin' like his self
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