Stick N' Move (feat. Ray Meezy)
They wanna know just how I'm really feeling
They wanna just how I'm feeling, yea I'm feeling fine
I'm glad you paint me as the villain but don't waste yo time
Been on my grind, I'm outta sight but I ain't out they mind
Ain't gettin' money stay away cuz you is not my kind
I'm too smoove fuck a robber ill do the crime
How you big dawg and lil niggas falling out of line
No handouts we all work, then we all shine
Contemplating bout that money I want all kinds
Hike the pack call the play I'm the Quarterback
You ain't my brother move around cuz ill take take pack
I'm smokin' on that sweet life this that Cody, Zac
I drink the Hen so much don't taste it I just throw it back
Come up from living in apartments to a cul-de-sac
Remember I was livin' broke but I ain't going back
Lil bro just caught another charge they throw em in the shack
The way I'm livin' fuck a charge I'm tryna get them racks
Stay on attack fuck defense ain really into that
Ridin' round yo city wit sum shit that blow a building back
I already know you finna lie I can just feel the cap
I save my breath wont talk about it tell em feel the strap
They wanna just how I'm feeling, yea I'm feeling fine
Im glad you paint me as the villain but dont waste yo time
Been on my grind, I'm outta sight but I ain't out they mind
Ain't gettin' money stay away cuz you is not my kind
I'm too smoove fuck a robber ill do the crime
How you big dawg and lil niggas falling out of line
No handouts we all work, then we all shine
Contemplating bout that money I want all kinds
I been on my grind I want all of mine
Aye, I been showin' out I feel like prime time
Aye, it ain't nothing like me I'm one of a kind
With that 3.5 I was Rondo Numba 9
In a golden state with 448
Imma do what imma do cuz they supposed to hate
All the money dat im showin' dat a motivate
You was just blowin' money how you broke today
How you feel pretty steady
Plenty loads sittin' heavy
Get em gone I'm all alone
She so bad like Halle Berry
You a bitch Tyler Perry
I'm the shit don't gotta tell me
All these planes nigga crashin' out fuckin with 9/11
They wanna just how I'm feeling, yea I'm feeling fine
I'm glad you paint me as the villain but don't waste yo time
Been on my grind, I'm outta sight but I ain't out they mind
Ain't gettin' money stay away cuz you is not my kind
I'm too smoove fuck a robber ill do the crime
How you big dawg and lil niggas falling out of line
No handouts we all work, then we all shine
Contemplating bout that money I want all kinds
They wanna just how I'm feeling, yea I'm feeling fine
I'm glad you paint me as the villain but don't waste yo time
Been on my grind, I'm outta sight but I ain't out they mind
Ain't gettin' money stay away cuz you is not my kind
I'm too smoove fuck a robber ill do the crime
How you big dawg and lil niggas falling out of line
No handouts we all work, then we all shine
Contemplating bout that money I want all kinds
Hike the pack call the play I'm the Quarterback
You ain't my brother move around cuz ill take take pack
I'm smokin' on that sweet life this that Cody, Zac
I drink the Hen so much don't taste it I just throw it back
Come up from living in apartments to a cul-de-sac
Remember I was livin' broke but I ain't going back
Lil bro just caught another charge they throw em in the shack
The way I'm livin' fuck a charge I'm tryna get them racks
Stay on attack fuck defense ain really into that
Ridin' round yo city wit sum shit that blow a building back
I already know you finna lie I can just feel the cap
I save my breath wont talk about it tell em feel the strap
They wanna just how I'm feeling, yea I'm feeling fine
Im glad you paint me as the villain but dont waste yo time
Been on my grind, I'm outta sight but I ain't out they mind
Ain't gettin' money stay away cuz you is not my kind
I'm too smoove fuck a robber ill do the crime
How you big dawg and lil niggas falling out of line
No handouts we all work, then we all shine
Contemplating bout that money I want all kinds
I been on my grind I want all of mine
Aye, I been showin' out I feel like prime time
Aye, it ain't nothing like me I'm one of a kind
With that 3.5 I was Rondo Numba 9
In a golden state with 448
Imma do what imma do cuz they supposed to hate
All the money dat im showin' dat a motivate
You was just blowin' money how you broke today
How you feel pretty steady
Plenty loads sittin' heavy
Get em gone I'm all alone
She so bad like Halle Berry
You a bitch Tyler Perry
I'm the shit don't gotta tell me
All these planes nigga crashin' out fuckin with 9/11
They wanna just how I'm feeling, yea I'm feeling fine
I'm glad you paint me as the villain but don't waste yo time
Been on my grind, I'm outta sight but I ain't out they mind
Ain't gettin' money stay away cuz you is not my kind
I'm too smoove fuck a robber ill do the crime
How you big dawg and lil niggas falling out of line
No handouts we all work, then we all shine
Contemplating bout that money I want all kinds
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Thomas
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