Everlasting Thought (Gotta Keep Movin')

Before I go
Tell me will you wait for me, me, me

And they call us young niggas illiterate
They hate we invented this rap
I know that they can't wait to say that they invented it
But we getting rich off the Internet breakfast in bed
Your girl like her eggs Benedict
And please ask around boy we've been legit, yeah we've been legit
I don't do strangers my city is dangerous please watch what you're claiming
Young niggas posted up toting them bangers
If you see red duck they're aiming hanging out whips
When they're letting them go
No OG's here letting them know
Just dope fiends that they play with their nose
And the saga continues you know how it goes
I had to move different to get it play my position
Summers in Cincy I never forget it
The money were getting a young nigga
Cashing them checks got them looking
Just to get paper them chances we took him
In elevators that's broke gotta foot it
Go ahead take them stairs
But you Gotta keep moving,yeah you got to keep moving
That's just some shit that we got to keep doing
This is the odyssey just call me Hercules
I killed this beat this is murder in the first-degree premeditated
Come get you like groceries
Hold up! I'm just popping my shit at your door like you're late on the rent
Ask your girl about the pics that she sent from her only fans
And I didn't pay a cent
No I didn't pay a cent
I didn't pay a dime boy
That used to be mine back in the day when corona and lime
Would play on my phone when you hit my line but it's been a minute
A very long time and you're still so fine like some Merlot made back in 99
Ain't spoke in a while but you're still on my mind, and you still own my mind
Baby tell me how you been, baby tell me how it is
Where you been hiding said you got a man I'll be the first to understand
That the good ones go...

Mmmmmm mmmmm mmmmmm

And we're shooting back at these police if I ain't do shit
Tell my mama I'm sorry but it's either him or it's me
These crackers revolted for sugar and spices and say my pain is not that deep
If I get gun downed for some bullshit I want you to turn this bitch into Haiti
I'm so appalled they love us with balls
But back in the day they would hack off our balls
Niggas get lynched just for using their stalls
Running from God got them flying to Mars
But you can't escape this and all of his greatness
I'm telling the haters for their vacation a fiery lake pit and dinners with Satan. Ahhh!

I didn't pay a cent, I didn't pay a dime boy
That used to be mine back in the day when corona and lime
Would play on my phone when you hit my line but it's been a minute
A very long time and you're still so fine like some Merlot made back in 99
Ain't spoke in a while but you're still on my mind and you still own my mind
Baby tell me how you been baby tell me how it is
Where you been hiding, said you got a man I'll be the first to understand
That the good ones go...

Mmmmm mmmmm mmmmmm

Gotta keep moving, yeah you gotta keep moving
That's just some shit that we gotta keep doing
Yeah you gotta keep moving
That's just some shit that we gotta keep doing
Gotta keep moving, yeah you gotta keep moving
That's just some shit that we gotta keep doing
Yeah you gotta keep moving
That's just some shit that we gotta keep doing