On the Move
Yo, where the fuck are my homies
I do what i love and they claim they ain't know me
Dawg see this journey has been lonely
And record deals don't happen unless i ain't holy
Yah, i see the industry clearer
Dudes only listen if you talk about strippers
Bars out its about who can deliver
Either that who's got the biggest mouth on twitter
See i make my own beats
Im a caveman i create my own heat
Ima producer you know i ain't sleep
Im making music everyday of the week
Then engineer my own shit
While you lames talk about the money that you get
The bitches that you with
The drugs that you sniff
The weak lyrics that you writ
Tough when your music can't commit
Ive been on my hustle you that i've been in control
And fuck all my haters you know i'm ready to blow up
They talk all their shit but they be at my shows
I got all my riders behind me we ready to roll up
Ive been on my hustle you that i've been in control
And fuck all my haters you know i'm ready to blow up
They talk all their shit but they be at my shows
I got all my riders behind me we ready to roll up
Committee Gang
Its gone hits you in the feels
Separate shit from the real
Fuck doing what you want Ima speak what I feel
Cube gave me that 9 and told me to kill at will
Never sloppy
Spit that real shit properly
They tryna knock me off but dawg God got me
My teams all in the same gang
And we gone rep until we die that's why we throwing them things
Riding dirty its apart of the game
California state of mind steady gripping the grain
Tec you my dawg we cut from the same cloth
This music shits a blood sport and it ain't for the soft
Ohh
Cause it's hard my dude
Never underestimate what your heart might do
And my whole life I been on the move
Tryna do it for my kids and make a difference in the booth
Cause dreams do come true
Spit the raw for my dawg ay Jokes what it do
We only had a dollar and a dream
And now it's more music over everything
Never fear any thing
But fear itself
Ive been on my hustle you that i've been in control
And fuck all my haters you know i'm ready to blow up
They talk all their shit but they be at my shows
I got all my riders behind me we ready to roll up
Ive been on my hustle you that i've been in control
And fuck all my haters you know i'm ready to blow up
They talk all their shit but they be at my shows
I got all my riders behind me we ready to roll up
Man, you don't know whats going on
Tough when you try but you don't belong
Man i'm fed up with these dudes
I can't speak my mind without being rude
Yo fuck your bars you ain't famous
Can't say that till your an A-list
While your struggling with the basics
Homie i'm aiming to be one of the greatest
An i ain't talking crap
I want more then that
I want this to be just more then rap
Where i listen, relax and relate to cats
I ain't drive a Benz i ain't relate to that
Man i'm just being honest
I only have thirty dollars in my pocket
So i ain't making no profits
Boy i ain't going no where thats a promise homie
Ive been on my hustle you that i've been in control
And fuck all my haters you know i'm ready to blow up
They talk all their shit but they be at my shows
I got all my riders behind me we ready to roll up
Ive been on my hustle you that i've been in control
And fuck all my haters you know i'm ready to blow up
They talk all their shit but they be at my shows
I got all my riders behind me we ready to roll up
I do what i love and they claim they ain't know me
Dawg see this journey has been lonely
And record deals don't happen unless i ain't holy
Yah, i see the industry clearer
Dudes only listen if you talk about strippers
Bars out its about who can deliver
Either that who's got the biggest mouth on twitter
See i make my own beats
Im a caveman i create my own heat
Ima producer you know i ain't sleep
Im making music everyday of the week
Then engineer my own shit
While you lames talk about the money that you get
The bitches that you with
The drugs that you sniff
The weak lyrics that you writ
Tough when your music can't commit
Ive been on my hustle you that i've been in control
And fuck all my haters you know i'm ready to blow up
They talk all their shit but they be at my shows
I got all my riders behind me we ready to roll up
Ive been on my hustle you that i've been in control
And fuck all my haters you know i'm ready to blow up
They talk all their shit but they be at my shows
I got all my riders behind me we ready to roll up
Committee Gang
Its gone hits you in the feels
Separate shit from the real
Fuck doing what you want Ima speak what I feel
Cube gave me that 9 and told me to kill at will
Never sloppy
Spit that real shit properly
They tryna knock me off but dawg God got me
My teams all in the same gang
And we gone rep until we die that's why we throwing them things
Riding dirty its apart of the game
California state of mind steady gripping the grain
Tec you my dawg we cut from the same cloth
This music shits a blood sport and it ain't for the soft
Ohh
Cause it's hard my dude
Never underestimate what your heart might do
And my whole life I been on the move
Tryna do it for my kids and make a difference in the booth
Cause dreams do come true
Spit the raw for my dawg ay Jokes what it do
We only had a dollar and a dream
And now it's more music over everything
Never fear any thing
But fear itself
Ive been on my hustle you that i've been in control
And fuck all my haters you know i'm ready to blow up
They talk all their shit but they be at my shows
I got all my riders behind me we ready to roll up
Ive been on my hustle you that i've been in control
And fuck all my haters you know i'm ready to blow up
They talk all their shit but they be at my shows
I got all my riders behind me we ready to roll up
Man, you don't know whats going on
Tough when you try but you don't belong
Man i'm fed up with these dudes
I can't speak my mind without being rude
Yo fuck your bars you ain't famous
Can't say that till your an A-list
While your struggling with the basics
Homie i'm aiming to be one of the greatest
An i ain't talking crap
I want more then that
I want this to be just more then rap
Where i listen, relax and relate to cats
I ain't drive a Benz i ain't relate to that
Man i'm just being honest
I only have thirty dollars in my pocket
So i ain't making no profits
Boy i ain't going no where thats a promise homie
Ive been on my hustle you that i've been in control
And fuck all my haters you know i'm ready to blow up
They talk all their shit but they be at my shows
I got all my riders behind me we ready to roll up
Ive been on my hustle you that i've been in control
And fuck all my haters you know i'm ready to blow up
They talk all their shit but they be at my shows
I got all my riders behind me we ready to roll up
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