Man I Need to Groove On

Get up Fed up Life or money, bet up Alien mixed when was in the sky way up Mix up, pick up, way to keep the head up If it ain't for the title, your buzz is just noise, straight up 4 EP's on the, low, and I stretch my soul just to reach my goal Lit by the Weezy flow, but Don't look at me now, this shit is way too low You can relax, You can chill We don't chase the same deal So much hate towards them I might only have that to spit These records, these teams I can't have a coffee bean When I pull up on you I sedate you with my pill Get your weekend, get your vacay All my day soon will be payday For the turn up or the stories But I don't do that for the ladies But my homs, that pumped me up When it was just an idea Last call, save your tone It's the beginning of what u ended Man, I need to groove on, groove on When I face the void, I better have to move on Move on the beat, you better catch your groove on When I pull up on stage you better got to groove on Man, I need to groove on, groove on When I face the void, I better have to move on Move on the beat, you better catch your groove on When I pull up on stage you better got to groove on And I ran, I ran many miles on time But them blind, but them blind Keep telling me it's not fine What a lie, what a lie I see the press watching steps Just Do or die, do or die Nothing else helping mine And I ran, I ran many miles on time But them blind, but them blind Keep telling me it's not fine What a lie, what a lie I see the press watching steps Just Do or die, do or die Nothing else helping mine Small houses in the west, big towers in the east My city, the world, same problem, same theme I need to god damn feel, the glass is empty, what I fill The place is wild, the place is dirty When the rest's living phony Barrier Jumping The bill Crowd ill Validated and ready for higher deals They have a team They get the beats They ask, a mix Nobody knows what it means You get one name You go berserk You hear one voice but it's not the original One song out, blowing up Maybe you lucky maybe you just licked a dick In the radio, for the promo I'm so cynical, I will die solo Everything practical, no soy loco Or just a lil bit, hitting these beats like I'm in a duo Man, I need to groove on, groove on When I face the void, I better have to move on Move on the beat, you better catch your groove on When I pull up on stage you better got to groove on Man, I need to groove on, groove on When I face the void, I better have to move on Move on the beat, you better catch your groove on When I pull up on stage you better got to groove on And I ran, I ran many miles on time But them blind, but them blind Keep telling me it's not fine What a lie, what a lie I see the press watching steps Just Do or die, do or die Nothing else helping mine And I ran, I ran many miles on time But them blind, but them blind Keep telling me it's not fine What a lie, what a lie I see the press watching steps Just Do or die, do or die Nothing else helping mine