Lyrics:
wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt
been killing us for years they still killing us now they poisoning the food and areas we surround controlling every move hysteria can be found all over
alone
Like
You got a man, but you're still alone
Got me outside of myself
I've been curving all the shawties
Getting fried by myself
Need to work up on my
act like a bitch
I’ll erase yo blessings yo
You are not familiar with me if you caught
Makin a move bitch your visitor is me
Ahh, it's that drop top
High heart to me you for groove
Don't stress on a body ma mood
You stress Dey be bother for you
One way you go miss the groove
Hi heart for me e for
we're rarely disrespected
I got all the time that I need to kill
What's that time?
It's time to get ill
You been fully captivated by that funky ass
we're rarely disrespected
I got all the time that I need to kill
What's that time?
It's time to get ill
You been fully captivated by that funky ass
step to me
Still claiming DPG 'til the day I D-I-E
Ayo, ayo ayo
You don't wanna step tp me
Still claiming DPG 'til the day I D-I-E
Ayo, ayo ayo
You
the safe
I still get deposits that go to the bank
Four pockets full like I'm baby
That's why my pants won't stay on my waist
If you move wrong ima reach for
to do and e be the reason why the rappers dey look upto me
A lot of people dey be callin me tellin me Richie you're a King!
But now I just wanna ask
niggas you touch me
I blow up the microphone like Marilyn Manson, you can't hush me
Yeah
Heat'll make anything move
Even Tyson, can get laid down,
a long time bruh i know this place
If you love I go love back
but still strapped
if you ever go off-track
more cash is the OT
you not safe if you owe me
though
You can check it, I got a record in Brazil
For runnin' out and not payin' the bitches
Juvenial delinquent, see when I speak dis
Move when I
Hundred bands
Dope boy, bitch, I ain't got to say it again
It's the king and the don, you gotta play it again
Drop the top, lace your boots up, grab
in-do in-do in calc
Ha
I’m so asian, you bet I’m fucking smart
I move like how they do in fucking calc
Aww, look at me, I make tough guy music, “blah,
M O V E
Move , Move , Move
Move out of the Way
U gotta Move
Move out of the Way
If u been standing inline for a very long time my Man
U will never
baked, ready to hop in a Legendary Cypher
Respect to Majesty, your legacy will thrive king
Energy never dies, through words you alive king
We still
Hey, it's me
I know we haven't spoken in a while and things have been weird
But I still think about you a lot
Do you think about me?
All my life, all
running in running in
King with a crown I was already here
Imagine the sight of me flopping to you
Cuz you got with a crew brother know I'll be there
Just
really know what you want
I don't really know what is what
Eyes out here in a truck
Made by Elon Musk
Come out here we gotta fuck
Come out here we gotta
the music be changin'
And the culture be shiftin', so you gotta move with it
Call me the party crasher, that plan spoiler
That Malcolm C and Maya Angelou
us out as we move forward. Take a measure of me and my heart.
If you still disagree, so be it. That's democracy. That's America. The right to dissent
This cut will still bump when it's an oldie
And if we still ain't sold platinum or gold
That'll be the bigges lie you ever told me, hold
Found out that them dudes that's repping with you is cowards
Your right-hand man been effing you on the powder
Cut a body part off and they leave it by
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