Going Trough the Motions (feat. To Sheed)
Left with a heavy heart the day I lost my loved one
But lemme take a step back to where it all begun
Ain't no fighting in this war you gotta keep a gun
And when you see em' better smoke em boy you better not run
When I turned 18 I thought it would be all fun
Shootout make it the crib now look what I done
Another body on my mind just another one
Post on the gram that we good show the opps we won
My father told me bout his past and how the game goes
The beat aint never gone change might switch up the flows
All this Gucci louie attire they had the same clothes
We losing brothers everyday the way they lost they bros
I said going to school I'm Bouta grab this load
And ima bust at anybody I feel is to close
You can tell who really bout the way that they pose
And you can tell who really and and
And you can tell who wanna stop you from grabbing that rose
And you can tell what kind of gone cuz that gold
See all my life I stood on ten from my heart to the toes
I send the killers round ya way boy I'll get you expose
And running through these corny I swear it get old
I really a girl for me just somebody to hold
I need somebody to lay under when them nights get cold
I told some girls that I love em I shouldn't have told
But I'm just living life learning don't expect to be perfect
If you want that ring soon then we gotta keep working
I know I'm dying bout my money that's one thing thats for certain
Pray we fly out to Miami go Maybach wit the curtain
Looking at the beach thinking bout them feins I was serving
Thinking bout them that lied to me and said they was virgin
I keep real bout whatever I'm just that kind of person
Or I might lie to you to keep you from crying and hurting
Left with a heavy heart the day I lost my loved one
But lemme take a step back to where it all begun
Ain't no fighting in this war you gotta keep a gun
And when you see em better smoke em boy you better not run
When I turned 18 I thought it would be all fun
Shootout make it the crib now look what I done
Another body on my mind just another one
Post on the gram that we good show the opps we won
Man I gotta get it gotta get it
The money calling and you know I can't miss it
Sometimes I swear I be going through the motions
I'm ballin' hard and I swear I can't help it
I love my brothers we all eatin' we ain't selfish
Cut from the struggles man we used to be reckless
Now we gotta lay low and stack our digits
But we still pop out if its a issue (If its a issue)
Man I gotta get it gotta get it
The money calling and you know I can't miss it
I tell my girl that I love her everyday
I tell my mom that I got her one day
Kiss my mom on the cheek everyday (Woah)
This for my loved ones I do it for my loved ones
This for my loved ones I do it for my loved ones
Left with a heavy heart the day I lost my loved one
But lemme take a step back to where it all begun
Ain't no fighting in this war you gotta keep a gun
And when you see em better smoke em boy you better not run
When I turned 18 I thought it would be all fun
Shootout make it the crib now look what I done
Another body on my mind just another one
Post on the gram that we good show the opps we won
But lemme take a step back to where it all begun
Ain't no fighting in this war you gotta keep a gun
And when you see em' better smoke em boy you better not run
When I turned 18 I thought it would be all fun
Shootout make it the crib now look what I done
Another body on my mind just another one
Post on the gram that we good show the opps we won
My father told me bout his past and how the game goes
The beat aint never gone change might switch up the flows
All this Gucci louie attire they had the same clothes
We losing brothers everyday the way they lost they bros
I said going to school I'm Bouta grab this load
And ima bust at anybody I feel is to close
You can tell who really bout the way that they pose
And you can tell who really and and
And you can tell who wanna stop you from grabbing that rose
And you can tell what kind of gone cuz that gold
See all my life I stood on ten from my heart to the toes
I send the killers round ya way boy I'll get you expose
And running through these corny I swear it get old
I really a girl for me just somebody to hold
I need somebody to lay under when them nights get cold
I told some girls that I love em I shouldn't have told
But I'm just living life learning don't expect to be perfect
If you want that ring soon then we gotta keep working
I know I'm dying bout my money that's one thing thats for certain
Pray we fly out to Miami go Maybach wit the curtain
Looking at the beach thinking bout them feins I was serving
Thinking bout them that lied to me and said they was virgin
I keep real bout whatever I'm just that kind of person
Or I might lie to you to keep you from crying and hurting
Left with a heavy heart the day I lost my loved one
But lemme take a step back to where it all begun
Ain't no fighting in this war you gotta keep a gun
And when you see em better smoke em boy you better not run
When I turned 18 I thought it would be all fun
Shootout make it the crib now look what I done
Another body on my mind just another one
Post on the gram that we good show the opps we won
Man I gotta get it gotta get it
The money calling and you know I can't miss it
Sometimes I swear I be going through the motions
I'm ballin' hard and I swear I can't help it
I love my brothers we all eatin' we ain't selfish
Cut from the struggles man we used to be reckless
Now we gotta lay low and stack our digits
But we still pop out if its a issue (If its a issue)
Man I gotta get it gotta get it
The money calling and you know I can't miss it
I tell my girl that I love her everyday
I tell my mom that I got her one day
Kiss my mom on the cheek everyday (Woah)
This for my loved ones I do it for my loved ones
This for my loved ones I do it for my loved ones
Left with a heavy heart the day I lost my loved one
But lemme take a step back to where it all begun
Ain't no fighting in this war you gotta keep a gun
And when you see em better smoke em boy you better not run
When I turned 18 I thought it would be all fun
Shootout make it the crib now look what I done
Another body on my mind just another one
Post on the gram that we good show the opps we won
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Writer(s): Ayo Lij
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