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letra de move along - rymacc

[intro]

pop a perc, smoke a blunt, call a b-tch, get some b-tt, get a nut
twenty goonies in the cut, bet they buss
if it’s drugs in the whip, b-tches riding in the front

[verse 1]

i be turned up on a monday, drinking like i’m forty-two
liquor in my liver and i’m smoking marijuana too
show you how these soldiers move, soulful soldiers all my n-ggas one of those
all my n-ggas f-cking hoes, trappin’ gas like texaco
and you already know i’m faded, seen a lot of bad b-tches now i’m feeling jaded
it was simple why the f-ck we had to go and complicate it?
oh you feel degraded? i ain’t mean to offend
you thought i’d give you my all? well i ain’t mean to rescind
i got a pen, and a bottle of henn, so call a friends and get drunk then let’s f-ck in the benz, then c-m and f-ck me again (what?)
i’ma take the dutch and bust in down the middle, i ain’t smoking on no middle
only gas pack, got the b-tch thinking i told a riddle , i f-cked her, i played the p-ssy like a fiddle
now my name runnin’ all between their dentals, talkin’ bout you got it but you ridin’ in a rental
i’ma keep my sh-t together, once i’m rich i’m rich forever
get my momma and my daddy separate houses, different weather
man i’m tired of looking back on the past, i press the gas and it’s full speed ahead
no stops motherf-cker, headed straight to the bread, wait a minute
we gon’ be aight, i tell my girl i’m in the stu’ she say don’t be all night, girl i can’t promise you that
and lately i been thinking college holdin’ me back, these papers takin’ time away from tracks, that’s facts

[hook]

all this time that i been patiently waiting, and you just second guessed my faith and that sh-t is so heartbreaking
well then i’m gone, i don’t need you no more
don’t start blowing up my phone, i am not taking calls
move along

and you never finna know what you missed, when you see me you make a face i’ma blow you a kiss
yeah b-tch i’m gone, i don’t need you no more
don’t start blowing up my phone, i am not taking calls
move along

[verse 2]

more money, more problems
more b-tches, more drama
sh-t is crazy, i ain’t never mean to block you out but you startin’ to remind me of my momma
and i know i’m a lot like my father, and that ain’t work out so well
so now i’m trying to figure out just where we headed, will we take it to the heavens or we falling out to h-ll?
i don’t wanna talk too much, i’m trying to feel the vibe, just get inside the whip and take a motherf-ckin’ ride
sai you fed up with the bullsh-t, i ain’t even trying hard
i just f-ck you so good it’s hard for you to leave the god
all the ladies hear that bar and they be like “true”
all my n-ggas out here thinkin’ bout the same thing too
baby i am not a player, i am just selfish
sorry girl i’m young and i’m restless, we young and we reckless
jimi on the block like a n-gga playing tetris, get that n-gga paid then i’ll mark it off the checklist
corned beef for breakfast, broke days with no pay, run up in the hotel take his sh-t like i’m oj
simpson, n-gga no homer, when i step inside the room you could smell the aroma
marijuana odor, put a sober n-gga in a kush coma, kush coma

[hook]

[verse 3]

i got way too much on my mind, and sh-t it’s just too much blockin’ my shine
you n-ggas in the way, get back, i don’t f-ck with you p-ssies, your hand out i act like i’m blind
they kicked me out the dorm now, mom and pops disappointed, but i’m thinkin’ it’s a blessing in disguise
now i got a nice crib with my n-ggas, and we sh-tting on these b-tches, yeah we all on the rise
sell a little bit of weed, get a little bit of cash, sell a couple of them dreams and you get a lot of -ss
but i cannot lie to these b-tches and they love me for that, buy her -ss some chipotle she gon’ f-ck me for that
but i ain’t saying that she owe me one thing, she just know that i’ma shoot and she gon’ fold, i ain’t saying she a hoe
i’m just knowing she on go for da gawd, i don’t put up a facade, i just flex a little hard
i think i know what’s really on my mental, i get too caught up in a woman’s potential
thinkin’ that it’s gonna grow into something it never was, we just had great s-x baby that’s all it ever was
tell me what you want from me, i’ma let you know if i’m able to give it to you
you want my commitment? well sorry, i cannot give it to you
you want me to bend your sh-t? slide through and i’ma give it to you, i’ma give it to you

[hook]

- rymacc

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