How to Move
Tell me how to move
In a room of snakes ...
I don’t get it ..
No
Envy be the route
To the norm
Is that how they give it?
Yeah
Grass so green
On the other side
Wonder how they living?
Nah
Envious not me
About my work
Like 1 2 3
This be a new era (yeah)
Only trust myself
Tryna do better (whoa)
Mind all over
I but I know better
You only do better
If you know better
I got a struggle
That’s real lemme
So let tell you about it
Love be my weakness
And my heart I
Expell about it
Seen alotta things
Growing up
Some will doubt about it
But my mother told me
Presentation be the
Most about it
My father took
A trip and never came
My mother raised me own
Her own so I praise that
I’m the oldest of three
So I claim that
Taking in my pain like
The rain on my SnapBack
Only time they gone see me
Is on my Snapchat
Adjusting to this era
But I’m here for
The boom bap
Lyrically
I’m problematic
Bars Be spitting systematic
So many be talking
But I promise only
Few tapped that
Whoa
Tell me how to move
In a room of snakes ...
I don’t get it ..
No
Envy be the route
To the norm
Is that how they give it?
Yeah
Grass so green
On the other side
Wonder how they living?
Nah
Envious not me
About my work
Like 1 2 3
I got the patience of none
And my views be on cold
And my heart beating crazy
I got the thoughts of a mother
That’s raising 2 girls
In world that’s so crazy
Finally spitting my truths
And my struggles be
Real so I’m talking about them
But on any given day
I can switch up deamor
With thoughts no about them
Counting down my days
Like a stopwatch
Got these bars
Pushing thru
Like I pop locks
They telling me I couldn’t do it
But I’m non stop
Barz over Pretty
Got the people
On B O P
Lyrically I’m a monster
Talking mad shit
Jays on wit a romper
Rolling up on bitches
With the sticky
Call me fonta
Let all my emotions
Bottle up now
Now im on y’all on
I peeped game
Now I’m ready
For the challenge
To beat me
Hope they ready
For a challenge
These mediocres
Make this rap shit
A challenge
Giving everything
For a name
There’s no balance
Spitting all the same
Seeking fame
They done lost it
Popping it for
Beats
Running mouths
Like faucets
I don’t give a fuck
Ima spit how I want to
On these bitches
Necks
Face front
Like a frontal who
Tell me how to move
In a room of snakes ...
I don’t get it ..
No
Envy be the route
To the norm
Is that how they give it?
Yeah
Grass so green
On the other side
Wonder how they living?
Nah
Envious not me
About my work
Like 1 2 3