Moves

So much time for my family
I just do what I need to
I got homies I got girls who just want to make the move
We gon' fuck with guitars
Microphones that's my bruise
Shout out to my homies who want to see the truth

Shout out to the loved ones
Got my homies and my lovers
That's a two plus two equation
Ain't no love like one another
It's a time day time for pay
Shout out to that boy don daze
Riding so fast catch me hitting waves
Got her wet bitch
Diving in the pussy yo
Fucked up on her friend
Passed her back took the old hoe
Yeah I need to learn
Probably should settle down
I'm just above off the ground
Waiting for my time now
Serious business shit
Yeah I got it down
Bounded right now
Watch me lead my town

So much time for my family
I just do what I need to
I got homies I got girls who just want to make the move
We gon fuck with guitars
Microphones that's my bruise
Shout out to my homies who want to see the truth

Living it up
Living it up
Can't get enough
I'm all the above
Never too much
I'm spreading the love
Your sleeping on me
But we staying up
We working all night
Doing the most
Music be bumping that's all that we know
Pulling them strings
And hitting them notes
Hoe's wanna kick it
We telling them no
Got love for my bro's
Got love for my bro's
You part of the fam
I know that you know
It's always about love
You got somewhere to go
Nothing from something
We ready to blow up
So cold no love
Still young and we give no fuck
Still young and we fin come up what

So much time for my family
I just do what I need to
I got homies I got girls who just want to make the move
We gon fuck with guitars
Microphones that's my bruise
Shout out to my homies who want to see the truth



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Carroll
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