Movin’ On
Lights on me, I'm movin' on (movin' on)
Have more faith in me, I'm goin' on (goin' on)
Last of your chance, I'm leavin' home (leavin' home)
Lights on me, I'm movin' on (movin' on)
Yeah, pickin' up my piece
Quakin' in my fear
Thinking all is lost, I'm prayin' on my dears
Findin' hope in all these peers, look the rear
Makin' myself believe, shit this ain't real fair
Show 'em all these roses ain't real
Throw a house party, 'nd the flow up like they near
Said I need you, as tho they never here
Now I'm talkin to myself, that shit ain't clear
Yeah, hope to find the lost in the crowd
Shakin' all the dust from ur pouch
Rollin' when she pounces about
Ain't the seem she punches around
Turn this shit around
Yeah, take the blame for the crowd
Smoke more weed from your pouch
Got you tied to that couch
Messin' around
Dressed like a norm', I'm fuckin her mouth
Got her rain like a fountain and a wine
Mary Jane on the block, swingin' 'bout
Screamin' times, I'm fuckin her right
She catchin' a ride, this shit is a lust
Trynna move is best, I'm speaking for the rest
Lights on me, I'm movin' on
Have more faith in me, I'm goin' on (I'm goin' on)
Last of your chance, I'm leavin' home (leavin' home)
Lights on me, I'm movin' on (movin' on)
Lights on me, I'm movin' on (movin' on)
Left a bit of me, I'm feelin' cold (feelin' cold)
Rest on my wheel, I'm reachin' home (reachin' home)
Left the rest of me, I'm feelin' warm (feelin' warm)
Have more faith in me, I'm goin' on (goin' on)
Last of your chance, I'm leavin' home (leavin' home)
Lights on me, I'm movin' on (movin' on)
Yeah, pickin' up my piece
Quakin' in my fear
Thinking all is lost, I'm prayin' on my dears
Findin' hope in all these peers, look the rear
Makin' myself believe, shit this ain't real fair
Show 'em all these roses ain't real
Throw a house party, 'nd the flow up like they near
Said I need you, as tho they never here
Now I'm talkin to myself, that shit ain't clear
Yeah, hope to find the lost in the crowd
Shakin' all the dust from ur pouch
Rollin' when she pounces about
Ain't the seem she punches around
Turn this shit around
Yeah, take the blame for the crowd
Smoke more weed from your pouch
Got you tied to that couch
Messin' around
Dressed like a norm', I'm fuckin her mouth
Got her rain like a fountain and a wine
Mary Jane on the block, swingin' 'bout
Screamin' times, I'm fuckin her right
She catchin' a ride, this shit is a lust
Trynna move is best, I'm speaking for the rest
Lights on me, I'm movin' on
Have more faith in me, I'm goin' on (I'm goin' on)
Last of your chance, I'm leavin' home (leavin' home)
Lights on me, I'm movin' on (movin' on)
Lights on me, I'm movin' on (movin' on)
Left a bit of me, I'm feelin' cold (feelin' cold)
Rest on my wheel, I'm reachin' home (reachin' home)
Left the rest of me, I'm feelin' warm (feelin' warm)
Credits
Writer(s): Brayan Bv~
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