Lyrics:
and together we gon' make it through
I'm about ya baby, ain't livin' without ya baby
Don't stop, don't stop movin' on up
Don't stop, don't stop movin
(CashMoneyAp)
(VanDough)
I be gettin’ money, tell by the smell (By the smell)
Niggas hatin’, I’m just screamin’, oh well (That’s oh well)
I’m movin
a decent songwriter
But it's almost like if Macklemore
Just magically got whiter
I saw you on YouTube, you had me in tears
You covered Adele, and Adele
know that I make it drip drip
Amma drive it like i stole it
Grinding for the money through productions
I'm a young nigga with a callin'
Did it to myself
movin' Keep it movin'
Yeah yeah
Can't afford to give up now
Keep it movin' Keep it movin'
Yeah yeah
Can't afford to give up now
I'm moving forward today
and how it sit on the rims
Or I could tell you why I'm hot and disappear like MIMS
But the bars there, put that on God, ask a atheist
And if I ain't
please come by
Ah, Yeah
Tell myself its over but I can't quit you
Can't quit you
Feelin' so addicted to lovin' you
Lovin' you
Hate who I become when I'm
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
who swore
We was nothin now we movin
Toward award discussion
Lord willing we gon keep winning
Til the world quit spinning
Lord willing
By the time I
and quit
Dad work 7 to 3 to feed my twin and his queen
He's fatigue, but his work guarantee that I will succeed
I'm chasin' a fantasy but I'm in a lucid
know what that mean, I'm fly to death
I step in Def Jam buildin' like I'm the shit
Tell 'em gimme fifty million and Imma quit
Most rappers' taste
pumpin', they love me
To prove shit I'm working to that PHD
Movin' too fast, round, round too fast
Left lane in that Porsche 911 GT3
Shawty on my right, I
make me wanna leave the one I'm with
So girl, leave that bum you with (yeah, yeah)
Baby, know I'ma fuck up the game
Girl, just wind it on me (ooh)
A couple riders by my side I know they always with it
Fell down but won't admit it
I see the signs so quit it
Stacking the dough like Tetris
Just a youngin
a vision, leave it locked inside his heart though
Why would he paint it out when they don't view him as Picasso?
That's real shit
I'm tryna make it to heaven
Quit tellin' niggas you my partna
Nigga you don't know me
Don't be recruitin' keep it movin'
Nigga you don't know me
Hey I ain't trippin' but
the most, but I'm sleep...
Everybody now a victim and even more is even sheep
Got Adele type feelings, they be rolling in the deep
Bitches break down faster
cobain
He did that and not with a flame
and what I'm trying to say all the same
Is music died and you're to blame
Did you get the pun; I put it plain
Mercy (swerve)
Your chick she so thirsty (swerve)
I'm in that two seat Lambo (swerve)
With your girl she tryna jerk me (swerve)
OK, drop it
feds coming
So I can't let you fuck with that we getting hella money and getting better buddy
Big bad wolf I ain't never cried it
Handle shit myself I'm
she so thirsty (boy)
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna jerk me
Drop it to the floor, make that ass shake
Whoa, make the ground
she so thirsty (boy)
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna jerk me
Drop it to the floor, make that ass shake
Whoa, make the ground
she so thirsty (boy)
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna jerk me
Drop it to the floor, make that ass shake
Whoa, make the ground
I'm the candyman, I got sweets
For all the sweet MCs that fake funk in the streets
[Sample] (Pop Da Brown Hornet)
Gotta move it over here
(Yo keep
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