Holding on.. Moving on.. Lyrics

We still moving on

We still holding on

I told brody he was tripping boy that's still fentanyl

That's an old cup

I poured two more lines to top it off

Let's take a road trip

Don't need a telescope to touch a star

I tried singing ABC but ain't no telling who we "R"

And I ain't out here CUTTING trees

I'm never telling what I SAW

She hit my number tryna meet/meat

Aye don't touch that, that shit RAW

Aye don't cut back them niggas soft

I'm already knowin

Gotta shake em off, I can't let em know where I'm going

And I don't care where you from Don't give a fuck where you born

Everyday I'm stepping out

I keep that pistol by my groin

Ask them what they tripping bout

Aint slid me nuhn when I was hungry

Why they tryna feed me now

Hold on fucking wait

I be in your city bout a hour

I been moving weight

I ain't really been thinking bout a album

"Mateo where you stay?"

Pull up to that vacant then you found me

We still moving on, we still holding on

I told Brody he was tripping boy thats still fentanyl

That's an old cup I poured two more lines to top it off

Let's take a road trip don't need a telescope to touch a star

I been talking to my self

Real nigga conversation

Cause that's who I came in this shit wit

Try not to let em take me

Keep on moving like a synonym We on the same thang

Guarantee they leave you stinking when these bullets break wind

Gotta watch just how you do it, They don't wanna see you win

I still got some regrets

But that's just how that shit went

Everyday I'm taking risks

Apart of fast life living

Gotta turn off GPS

The EXIT they took tryna miss it

(I'm tryn miss dat shi)We still moving on, we still holding on

I told brody he was tripping boy thats still fentanyl

That's an old cup

I poured two more lines to top it off

Let's take a road trip

Don't need a telescope to touch a star