Moving

It comes a point in life when you gotta learn to keep it movin'
And what I mean about that is, you can't look at a problem
You gotta look through a problem
You see the minute you stop, you're dyin'
And the minute you understand that
Well, then you can start to live
Bugzy Malone, you know? Watch this

Nobody's doin' this for me
Not even behind closed doors
Nobody's stoppin' this army
Cah that's gonna start wars
I hear they wanna know my story
But they don't wanna know yours
That's 'cause I made music to make me feel good
Not to go on tours

But I hear that my tours just been booked
And I'm gonna make dough
I've never had money in the bank
Now I'm lookin' at a screen, just watchin' it grow
Along with my confidence
'Cause these days I walk with a toxic glow
I remember the days
When I couldn't come out my house 'cause I felt so low

But wait, I was sittin' on the 142
Or was it the 143?
Lookin' at my Sony Ericsson Walkman phone
Nobody rang me
Then I look at my Nokia
Cah you know, say that I make money on the streets
But when you're in a bad place, you don't wanna show face
And you don't wanna make P

So I just make music
Ask Ali Kareem, I was a studio freak
I fell asleep on the sofa
And I drifted into the deepest sleep
I dreamed that I was in solitary confinement
And I was back in Stoke Heath
That's where I met failure
And it's also where I nearly left my dreams

But I kept it movin'
I kept on tryin', but I just kept losin'
More time I'll be in my Beamer cruisin'
Sometimes, I drop the top
Just to remind myself that I'm on top

Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it movin'
(Swear down, swear down)
I kept on tryin', but I just kept losin'
(Swear down, swear down)
More time I'll be in my Beamer cruisin'
(Swear down, swear down)

Sometimes, I drop the top (swear down)
Just to remind myself that I'm on top (swear down)
Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it movin' (swear down)

Swear down
It's like man wanna see me slow down
It's like they wanna see my break-down
Like an old Vauxhall with a rattlin' sound
But there's no way that I'm gonna turn 'round
More to the point, do they think I'm a clown?
Do they think that I made all of this money on the road
To keep walkin' round my hometown?

As if I don't wanna see the rest of the world
As if I wanna see my brother get killed
As if I didn't keep a couple of toasters around me
Just in case, some asked to get grilled
I think they forget that I come from a place so bad
That people rarely escape
And the way that I broke the mould
I swear, I'm like superman with no cape

You're lookin' at a walkin' legend
And that's mad cah they just don't know it yet
I saw my mum breakdown through owin' debt
'Til the point that my head was goin' west
But when I've seen my uncle drop the top on that Beamer
I was so impressed
That I hit the road with no regrets
And I, had to do loads of CS

'Cause I was a persistent young offender
I hit the road on my agenda
Nobody could tell me what to do
'Cause if I got grounded, I'd jump out the window
Heard my dad could ride a ninja
So I started ridin'
I was brought up on loads of lies
I thought my little sister's dad was mine

But I kept it movin'
I kept on tryin', but I just kept losin'
More time I'll be in my Beamer cruisin'
Sometimes, I drop the top
Just to remind myself that I'm on top

Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it movin'
(Swear down, swear down)
I kept on tryin', but I just kept losin'
(Swear down, swear down)
More time I'll be in my Beamer cruisin'
(Swear down, swear down)

Sometimes, I drop the top (swear down)
Just to remind myself that I'm on top (swear down)
Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it movin' (swear down)