Move On
Whyte!
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Bitches on dick Rolled up, that shit Smoking, on dick Big purse, she get New pad, I did New lad, she did Moved on from that bitch Moved on, she wish Moved on Big pack in the mail for the big don Big smoke on the mic for a big song Yeah the warm up done but a man gotta move on I thought I peaked before I even started I couldn't get back to my style But then the shit thoughts they departed And now I'm rapping like super duper Kyle Yeah I got money but not from the rap From fifa cards to a big pack Pinching myself think my life is a dream Yeah the Dollars come in so I'm doubling green See that is the dollars and that is the grass Taking it right back matty cash Al Put a tag on his toe no hash Hit him retarded move with a spas I hit his Bitch in his own damn bed put my hand on her mouth for a silent night She want a birkin cos she could work it told her I don't really care alright Never put all of your money shite Never put all of your money on clothes Never put all of your money on jewellery Never put any your money on hoes I know to never trust anyone if they been telling you shit bout they bro's I know to never trust any these rappers when they be talking bout I was chose I know to never trust any these bitches when they got an iPhone rose gold I know to never trust any my boys, until I can see them standing front rows of my shows Hands up with 4's Big W bloody nose Moshpit with a bros Taking that shit for the road Taking that shit in the back of my whip like I'm running thru the 6, with my woes Got a new Bitch in the back of my whip & she goin double time with the blows Touching her toes Bitches on dick Rolled up, that shit Smoking, on dick Big purse, she get New pad, I did New lad, she did Moved on from that bitch Moved on, she wish Moved on, she wish she could Moved on, she wish she would Moved on, she know she should but she too caught up on me & my wood Breaking a back like Chrissy I only met this Bitch she a stranger She doing things that'll put me in danger Catching my balls like am Ash & she Missy See right now am a north east ranger Bars from the top good brain like a major Only time that I was writing in college was when I was at the back of the class on my notes finding a free beat for a rager Tryna be saviour I shoulda prolly done drama, so I was ready for hitting the stager All of my shooters are arsenal fans, way they be upping the gunners Winners have got to lose, sports day I was one of the runners But then I traded the track for the beat I was writing a song before I went to sleep Quarantine, did like 10 in a week I was planning my future you were just beating your meat I had a Bitch on my phone everyday telling me how much she loved me Same damn time, a new bitch showing me tities telling me she wanna f*ck me Too much shit going on for my life, shit I cannot comprehend I just went and fucked my ex, then went back home to the house of my girlfriend
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