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letra de make a move - ar-ab

[chorus]
staring at the grey sky, wishing it was blue
look into a man eyes, you can see the truth
i could take a life but got nothing to prove
the world on my shoulders, i gotta make a move
everybody telling me what i need to do
my baby mom telling me “all i need is you”
i wanna tell martin luther “i can see it too”
the world on my shoulders, i gotta make a move

[verse 1]
sipping on syrup and my thoughts is distorted
want a pair of jordans but my mom can’t afford ’em
money changed me but never changing my morals
i know i’m gon’ die but my name is immortal
he would always smile but the hate was appearing
every time you won, that was me that was cheering
how you claiming rec and you wasn’t even near it?
and now you got yourself a meeting with the pallbearer
everybody up but we came from the dust
god bless miliano cause he came in a clutch
how you eating pizza and they offer the crust?
i trust muck with my life and to me that’s enough
you can have the shooters, you can have the k!llers
if i walk through the fire, i know murder coming with us
if you count out thirty large, i can go and get it
my best friends told on me, why did i forgive ’em?
[chorus]
staring at the grey sky, wishing it was blue
look into a man eyes, you can see the truth
i could take a life but got nothing to prove
the world on my shoulders, i gotta make a move
everybody telling me what i need to do
my baby mom telling me “all i need is you”
i wanna tell martin luther “i can see it too”
the world on my shoulders, i gotta make a move

[verse 2]
everybody racing, i was being patient
they was wearing balmain, i had on an apr-n
waiting on the mailman, hoping that it make it
this a secret society, something like a mason
cutting pounds of sour d out a food saver
hunnid bricks of dope wrapped in a newspaper
invested in a grow house, talking two acres
everything all there no matter who weigh it
the stronger the trust mean the stronger the ties
tryna save bro bro but he was born in a mob
when lee lost his trial, i was torn up inside
they k!lled my n-gga ant now it’s on till i die
pocket full of money but there’s tears in my eyes
homie got his money, tried to live like a god
tell me where can the world make a real n-gga starve?
the real n-ggas went to jail and the suckers got the job
[chorus]
staring at the grey sky, wishing it was blue
look into a man eyes, you can see the truth
i could take a life but got nothing to prove
the world on my shoulders, i gotta make a move
everybody telling me what i need to do
my baby mom telling me “all i need is you”
i wanna tell martin luther “i can see it too”
the world on my shoulders, i gotta make a move

- ar ab

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