Movin Silent
Wok
P-P-Paolo flipped the brick, bitch (Huh)
Wok!
They don't want no competition and that's why I'm flyin' private
They would rather see me talk, but I been movin' silent
I be hearin' sirens, digits on my dash turn into hundreds
Check on my brother, I'ma call him, even though he up to nothing
Flew to Mars and back and still didn't figure out what's wrong
I put my feelings in these songs, that's why my lyrics strong
I put my brodie on board, we cannot sink the boat
I know we cannot talk it out on wires so don't call my phone-oh
Where I'm from, we got no purpose, no where to go (Krr)
You wanna immigrate, just know you gon' start from O
We moving out without a visa on that basement floor
The politics keep fuckin' up every entrepreneur, yeah
Everybody want a car before they get a nice home
Everybody go through somethin', it's just about the path you chose
I'm on the road and I keep speedin' till they can't ignore, yeah
I'm on the road, grippin' the pole, tryna get outta war (Louie)
I stay dunkin' on the beat just like a ball player (Ball player)
If I told you that I got you, then I got you, don't be call playin'
Don't be blowin' up my phone, even though I'm star player
I told niggas they can't eat if they didn't starve with us
I was caught up in the jam, but I did it for the fam (Yeah-ah-ah)
I don't think they understand, I just do it 'cause I can
I be stayin' to myself, tryna map me up the plan (I do)
'Cause you only got yourself when you caught up in the jam, yeah
Brodie like my cousin and my cousin like my brother, yeah (Fax)
Shit would get hot, but we still had each other, yeah (Fax)
I know there be days when we don't call each other, yeah
I know shit be good 'cause we both like each other, yeah
They don't want no competition and that's why I'm flyin' private
They would rather see me talk, but I been movin' silent
I be hearin' sirens, digits on my dash turn into hundreds
Check on my brother, I'ma call him, even though he up to nothing
Flew to Mars and back and still didn't figure out what's wrong
I put my feelings in these songs, that's why my lyrics strong
I put my brodie on board, we cannot sink the boat
I know we cannot talk it out on wires so don't call my phone-oh
P-P-Paolo flipped the brick, bitch (Huh)
Wok!
They don't want no competition and that's why I'm flyin' private
They would rather see me talk, but I been movin' silent
I be hearin' sirens, digits on my dash turn into hundreds
Check on my brother, I'ma call him, even though he up to nothing
Flew to Mars and back and still didn't figure out what's wrong
I put my feelings in these songs, that's why my lyrics strong
I put my brodie on board, we cannot sink the boat
I know we cannot talk it out on wires so don't call my phone-oh
Where I'm from, we got no purpose, no where to go (Krr)
You wanna immigrate, just know you gon' start from O
We moving out without a visa on that basement floor
The politics keep fuckin' up every entrepreneur, yeah
Everybody want a car before they get a nice home
Everybody go through somethin', it's just about the path you chose
I'm on the road and I keep speedin' till they can't ignore, yeah
I'm on the road, grippin' the pole, tryna get outta war (Louie)
I stay dunkin' on the beat just like a ball player (Ball player)
If I told you that I got you, then I got you, don't be call playin'
Don't be blowin' up my phone, even though I'm star player
I told niggas they can't eat if they didn't starve with us
I was caught up in the jam, but I did it for the fam (Yeah-ah-ah)
I don't think they understand, I just do it 'cause I can
I be stayin' to myself, tryna map me up the plan (I do)
'Cause you only got yourself when you caught up in the jam, yeah
Brodie like my cousin and my cousin like my brother, yeah (Fax)
Shit would get hot, but we still had each other, yeah (Fax)
I know there be days when we don't call each other, yeah
I know shit be good 'cause we both like each other, yeah
They don't want no competition and that's why I'm flyin' private
They would rather see me talk, but I been movin' silent
I be hearin' sirens, digits on my dash turn into hundreds
Check on my brother, I'ma call him, even though he up to nothing
Flew to Mars and back and still didn't figure out what's wrong
I put my feelings in these songs, that's why my lyrics strong
I put my brodie on board, we cannot sink the boat
I know we cannot talk it out on wires so don't call my phone-oh
Credits
Writer(s): Cezar Poiata
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