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move - link pellow lyrics

[verse 1: link pellow]
yeah
they said keep you head up
but boy, get your bread up
now i’m doing better, i pack a beretta
in case it’s a setup
my dogs, they don’t let up, man
b-tch, ya’ll ain’t making no fire, i’m taking your lighter
i aim for the stars, we still taking it higher
you talking ’bout drugs but you ain’t the supplier
we heard that you talked to the jakes, you a liar
hakuna matata, by b-tch rockin’ prada
i split up the profit so you don’t get nada
my b-tch give me knowledge, she [?]
these folks lookin’ shady, it must be the ganga
must be the finer things driving me
must be the ice in the diamonds that’s blinding me
shots to my dogs that was tryin’ to get by with me
shots to my brothers just like who get high with me
smoke smoke

[chorus]
i feel so blessed now, goddamit man, i can’t lose
back was on stressed out, i light one when i cruise
light one with my crew
ya’ll won’t like what’s in my shoes
you in my way, best move
you in my way, b-tch move
i feel so blessed now, goddamit man, i can’t lose
back was on stressed out, i light one when i cruise
light one with my crew
ya’ll won’t like what’s in my shoes
you in my way, best move
you in my way, b-tch move

[verse 2: scru face jean]
look
and i’m like “move, b-tch, get out the way!”
this sh-t is ludicrous, what i spit out the face
i’m a semi-automatic when a n-gga gets to rap
if you ain’t cut like that, n-gga get out the blade
get out the tray ’cause i’m servin’ you n-ggas
i’m so dope, my quotes like a byrd to you n-ggas
i swear to god i’m about to murder you n-ggas
’cause a silencer on the pistol, you, (pew) never heard of you n-ggas
that’s word to my n-ggas, and now a couple shoutouts
and we from the jungle where it’s hotter than nevada
go to bully, right? and they gone pull up on like “ta-da!”
if you think you vikings, we gon’ send you to valhalla
holler at the kid, i be rappin’
life a game, simon says i be snappin’
hype ya b-tch, not like that, she be dancin’
on my d-ck, that’s grimy, no cappin’

[verse 3: hi-rez]
yeah yeah
check check
rez
move, b-tch, get out the way
i been feeling like i’m ludicrous
all these rappers think they hotter than me?
but every single one of them new to this
ya’ll ain’t really get no accolades
me? i got a lot to lose and sh-t
bruce banner with the studio
give me any beat, i bet i’m bruising it
put any obstacle or mountain in my way
guarantee you that i’m moving it
growing up, i ain’t have no bread
all i ate was bread and soup and sh-t
i am more denzel washington
you are more like bradley cooper is
you are just so average
me? i’m ’bout to uber-rich
got some followers upon the gram
you broke, stop with the foolishness
someone come and get their mans yo
he drank too much, he in a pool of p-ss
light one while i’m cruising out
lately, i just been cooling it
i’m the king of this rap sh-t
couple years, i be ruling it
you are just an industry plant
me? i plan to seed it and i grew that sh-t
glad i fired my manager
he was really just tryin’ to ruin sh-t

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