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moving different - smiley (can) lyrics

[intro]
no ad*libs, or—
never
no ad*libs, gang

[chorus]
i can’t live the same as these lil’ n*ggas (i can’t, i swear)
my moms need a house, and my nephew’s sister (need a gold deal, you know?)
i need some quicker (i do)
i was tired of giving work to these lil’ n*ggas (wack, it was boring)
these ho’s tryna work, but workout with your n*gga (with your man)
i love all my guys, i don’t see them different (i don’t see ’em different)
i’ll be d*mned if they say that i’m moving different (how?)
n*ggas tryna k!ll me, gotta move my pivot (gotta go, bye)

[verse 1]
my arms they get hurt when i whip the brick up (whippin’, whippin’)
i take a l, come back up like a sit*up (takе a l)
what the f*ck, get your weight up (gеt it up)
busy dropping all those tracks, and they don’t say none (they don’t mean none)
i say i love you, maybe do, but it don’t mean none (i swear)
i got this model b*tch, she fiendin’, but she can’t get none (i swear)
i need some perks, call your man if he can get some (can he get some?)
like call that b*tch that you post, i want a threesome (i want a threesome)
i love my team, i get a bag, and split it three ways (i split it three ways)
i give her time on the night shift, on a free day (on a slow day)
i’m with the plug in this b*tch, we don’t show face (show face)
like plug, he mad at me, because of old sh*t (some old—)
i was f*ckin’ up the packs, and then i owe sh*t (then i owe)
i look back, i’d do it different, that was ho’ sh*t (that was ho’ sh*t)
now i’m in too deep, i gotta move quick
i cannot shoot this, unless he test me
i had a lil’ self esteem, but now it’s out there (but now i’m up there)
i be thinking to myself like how we get here? (how we get here, man?)
she say it’s amusing (how?), she love the lifestyle (what the f*ck, man?)
you have to put yourself first for this lifestyle
[chorus]
i can’t live the same as these lil’ n*ggas (i can’t, i swear)
my moms need a house, and my nephew’s sister (need a gold deal, you know?)
i need some quicker (i do)
i was tired of giving work to these lil’ n*ggas (wack, it was boring)
these ho’s tryna work, but workout with your n*gga (with your man)
i love all my guys, i don’t see them different (i don’t see ’em different)
i’ll be d*mned if they say that i’m moving different (how?)
n*ggas tryna k!ll me, gotta move my pivot (gotta go, bye)

[verse 2]
gotta go, bye (bye!)
gotta hit the road, i ain’t saying why (i ain’t telling you)
how come when we getting blessed, i see the devil try (it always happens)
had to get it out the mud just to stay alive (gang!)
had to break the piggy bank, and then i read (i was f*cked)
i never ran off on the plug, he was my g (he was my dawg)
i took a brick, and then i hopped back in the streets (back)
and then i head to lax to get some p’s (gone)
i did a song with all my dawgs, it help ’em eat (that’s gang)
i lost my n*gga to a cell, just let him free (let him out)
they want a feature from the smiggz, it cost a fee (cost a lil’)
you never was a fan, you didn’t see (didn’t see)

- smiley can lyrics

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