Move On
Move on come on lets move on yeah
I'm tired of all the problems can we get along yeah
Lifes movin fast I can't predict the fate of me or others
That I love so this some shit that I had to say
Ida came a long way from just sitting in my fuckin room
Without a clue of how to go about another day comin
I'm just wishin you woulda
Understood like you shoulda
But I get it I was stressin everybody that would listen
On edge of losing interest in life in which we living
But I ain't trying to bitch about my own position
Depressed over music
And I guess I'm a musician so that comes along with it I get it I'm super critical
Listenin to my shit I'm regretting dissing a relative cuz
All they ever did was give a fuck and wanna help me with the issues I was facing
Taking things for granted ain't the way that I was raised and I wish I could erase it but
FUCK
And tell my father sorry for the arguments
Even if he might have fuckin started them
I'm tired of the drama can we all just get along and
Move on come on lets move on yeah
I'm tired of all the problems can we get along yeah
Lifes movin fast I can't predict the fate of me or others
That I love so this some shit that I had to say
Tell my family you know that I love you forever appologize
For the months that I was none but a mess
I was up in my mind my life was nothing but stress
Because I got out of high-school I got no other direction than this
His home drama devour his whole conscious
Required to hold on to this hope that he knows lost
So stop it he don't shower
Just write til his own arm don't wanna jot no more down but he fights like he owns armor
He's lost in his own mind so he cries til his nose blocked
Cuz he constantly holds onto the conflict he knows bottled
They hollar but don't bother you not who I wanna talk to
So move along with the problems these motha fuckas be toxic
Can't let em all get the drop because giving up ain't a option at all
I been lost in a fog
I think I made it out
And I don't give a fuck if there's a zero in my bank account
I needa take the route that makes me happy in the process and just move on
Move on come on lets move on yeah
I'm tired of all the problems can we get along yeah
Lifes movin fast I can't predict the fate of me or others
That I love so this some shit that I had to say
I'm tired of all the problems can we get along yeah
Lifes movin fast I can't predict the fate of me or others
That I love so this some shit that I had to say
Ida came a long way from just sitting in my fuckin room
Without a clue of how to go about another day comin
I'm just wishin you woulda
Understood like you shoulda
But I get it I was stressin everybody that would listen
On edge of losing interest in life in which we living
But I ain't trying to bitch about my own position
Depressed over music
And I guess I'm a musician so that comes along with it I get it I'm super critical
Listenin to my shit I'm regretting dissing a relative cuz
All they ever did was give a fuck and wanna help me with the issues I was facing
Taking things for granted ain't the way that I was raised and I wish I could erase it but
FUCK
And tell my father sorry for the arguments
Even if he might have fuckin started them
I'm tired of the drama can we all just get along and
Move on come on lets move on yeah
I'm tired of all the problems can we get along yeah
Lifes movin fast I can't predict the fate of me or others
That I love so this some shit that I had to say
Tell my family you know that I love you forever appologize
For the months that I was none but a mess
I was up in my mind my life was nothing but stress
Because I got out of high-school I got no other direction than this
His home drama devour his whole conscious
Required to hold on to this hope that he knows lost
So stop it he don't shower
Just write til his own arm don't wanna jot no more down but he fights like he owns armor
He's lost in his own mind so he cries til his nose blocked
Cuz he constantly holds onto the conflict he knows bottled
They hollar but don't bother you not who I wanna talk to
So move along with the problems these motha fuckas be toxic
Can't let em all get the drop because giving up ain't a option at all
I been lost in a fog
I think I made it out
And I don't give a fuck if there's a zero in my bank account
I needa take the route that makes me happy in the process and just move on
Move on come on lets move on yeah
I'm tired of all the problems can we get along yeah
Lifes movin fast I can't predict the fate of me or others
That I love so this some shit that I had to say
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Writer(s): Austyn Contrastano
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