Moved On

They for bury casket
Instead I buried the hatchet
And moved on

I no want wahala
I legit on my matter
I no dull

I keep going for high vibe
Let me put you on high tides
I want joy

If you add stress to my life
Friendship is not do or die
I move on

Yeah, take a sit let me tell you what I want
No first let me tell you what I don't
As you see me so
I gentle like this
No be say I no fit cause wahala for street
No be say I no fit tell lies or cheat
And get you convinced
That I legit
No be say I no fit hide inside my crib
And spread bullshit
In the name of hustling, and bustling, and struggling
And efforting

Survival of the fittest
In a street that just looks like hell
Let me get back to the matter
What the furr it doesn't matter

Ehhhhm
I'm just gon say it anyway
I no wan stress
I no like to vex
I no like to feel sad, I hate
The feeling of being down

Please don't make it hard for me to be
Gentleman
Or, me and you must face the
Detriment

I like funny I like to jolly
I like living with no worries
Enjoying folks that are funny
I love peace I like ease
I like solitude
I love nice attitude
Straight up
Last last na happiness I want for all

They for bury casket
Instead I buried the Hatchet
And moved on

I no want wahala
I legit on my matter
I no dull

I keep going for high vibe
Let me put you on high tides
I wan joy

If you add stress to my life
Friendship is not do or die
I move on



Credits
Writer(s): Obumneke Aguchibe, Obumneke Kingsley
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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