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letra de ‌moving on - ​cosznmo

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[intro: cosznmo, cafuné, & ]
where did you learn what it means to reciprocate?
and how much can i be expected to tolerate?
so i started to think about the plans i made (nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
the debt unpaid (nah, nah, nah, nah)
and you just can’t call (i love you, ruken)
uh, uh, yeah, yeah
gotta get sh-t moving on
f-ck it, i gotta get sh-t moving on
uh, gotta get sh-t moving on
f-ck it, i gotta get— (uh, yeah, uh)
gotta get sh-t moving on
f-ck it, i gotta get sh-t moving on
uh, gotta get sh-t moving on (we love you, coz)
f-ck it, i gotta get— (uh, yeah)
[chorus]
gotta get sh-t moving on
do what i do for the life that i want
taking the pain and i’m smoking it strong
sh-t still the same, i’m just changing the— (yеah)
sh-t still the same, i’m just changing the font
keep mе a chrome, it’s protecting my heart
why smoke the l’s? bag the yves saint laurent
took me a l, n-ggas still moving on
i’m a pro at this sh-t, f-ck the cons
put on that sh-t like i been at milan
b-tch, i’m the sh-t, n-ggas call me the don
rich off the white side, feel like hassan
and i stay with a stick like baton
look at how all this sh-t coming along
shot to the top like i pulled out the bong
bathing in ape, n-ggas calling me kong
set the ping, hit an opp with the pong
elastic, i’m stretching my money out long
top floor sh-t, this is where i belong
never crash out, i ain’t hitting the gong
been out in philly, they told me i’m drawn
blowing o’s on the block like i’m keef or i’m von
i still move with the chop ’cause your bro might do wrong
f-ck it though, this just my life in a song
[verse]
this just my life in the lyrics
‘member when n-ggas, they wasn’t tryna hear it
flew to the top, sh-t, look at my— (uh)
flew to the top, sh-t, look at my spirit
shawty give top, she taking my soul
got some n-ggas, ain’t getting parole
got some feelings, ain’t letting it go
f-ck my freedom of speech, put my vote on the pole
but f-ck it, i ran out of love
hoes just be washing away like it’s dove
still to this day, thank the man that’s above
and i still to this day ask the man that’s above:
“why do it gotta be me?
when do i get to be free?”
tired of smoking my pain in these trees
tryn’ make it rain like i’m shooting ’em threes
in love with these hoes, ain’t in love with myself
and the rx keep taking my health
took all the pain and just hid it in wealth
off the block and i’m still moving stealth
i could hang by a feather, ain’t asking for help
at the table, ain’t up on the shelf
sh-t not the same, they ain’t know how i felt
f-ck it though, this just the cards i was dealt
’cause i was the n-gga that’s dealing
getting closer to god, i be high as the ceiling
all these hoes doing nothing that’s fixing my feelings
pop me a perc’, leaving earth is my healing
watching the moon, this sh-t come in full circle
beat the odds when i jumped over sh-t like a hurdle
five in this clip, i shoot green like it’s wordle
i’m dropping sh-lls, n-gga, just like a turtle
yeah, all this sh-t been f-cking up my mental
can’t f-ck with these hoes, not sentimental
yeah, watching all your mans is fundamental
keep a iron, n-gga, heavy metal
yeah, f-ck it up, n-ggas ain’t know what i’m on
in the six, keep a two-three, feel like lebron
this hit knock off his wicks like i’m shooting with john
n-gga, i got this sh-t out the mud
crossed the finish line, i ain’t have no one to hug
put a four in the two, n-gga, feel like i’m dugg
in my quick scope phase, lay him down like a rug
[chorus]
gotta get sh-t moving on
do what i do for the life that i want
taking the pain and i’m smoking it strong
sh-t still the same, i’m just changing the— (yeah)
sh-t still the same, i’m just changing the font
keep me a chrome, it’s protecting my heart
why smoke the l’s? bag the yves saint laurent
took me a l, n-ggas still moving on
i’m a pro at this sh-t, f-ck the cons
put on that sh-t like i been at milan
b-tch, i’m the sh-t, n-ggas call me the don
rich off the white side, feel like hassan
and i stay with a stick like baton
look at how all this sh-t coming along
shot to the top like i pulled out the bong
bathing in ape, n-ggas calling me kong
set the ping, hit an opp with the pong
elastic, i’m stretching my money out long
top floor sh-t, this is where i belong
never crash out, i ain’t hitting the gong
been out in philly, they told me i’m drawn
blowing o’s on the block like i’m keef or i’m von
i still move with the chop ’cause your bro might do wrong
f-ck it though, this just my life in a song (i love you, ruken)

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