MotionS Lyrics

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LUCRIO

Nah what the fuck nigga

Yeah

Huh

yeah

Shawty wanna

Shawty wanna

Shawty wanna

She just wanna crash the party

Waving both her hands into the sky

I was in the after party

Tryna figure out why I arrived

Feeling real cautious

Woah shit

Going through the motions

Motions

Motion

Walking through the motion

Everybody dies

Witnessing death build in your eyes

I was tryna ante up

But I added up

All the doubt I felt inside

I was a bad boy

Watching bad boys

Say attaboy

When I blast boys

Blastoise, wet the block

No asteroid, the belt gonna pop

Tell these niggas stop it

Pop them for a profit

Niggas want no problems

Playing spin the bottle

My bitch gonna kiss the bottom

Bottom of the barrel

I don't wanna stop it

I don't have have an outlet

Don't have many options

Got to make a profit

Got to make it out it

Word up to my mother

Word up to my father

Word up to the father

Word down to the damned

Make you understand

Words turned to the plan

At worst I couldn't land

Damn

Huh

These my mother fucking problems

Parents handed down my problems

Since I was a mother fucking toddler

But I pass it off

Like it wasn't that at all

Like I wasn't hurt at all

When I saw his body fall

But I'm still hear

Hear my fear

Little difficult to drive

But I still steer

She just wanna crash the party

Waving both her hands into the sky

I was in the after party

Tryna figure out why I arrived

She just wanna crash the party

Waving both her hands into the sky

I was in the after party

Tryna figure out why I arrived

Feeling real cautious

Woah shit

Going through the motions

Motions

Motion

Walking through the motion

Everybody dies

Yeah

Everybody dies one day

Really want to see it, money scenic

And the gun play

Driving down the Ave

With a girl from the runway, run away

Problems in the east made my heart ache

Cramping in my chest, cant rest till the lord say

Praying at the edge of my bed

For the things that I did

Soul dead

Souls etched in the driveway

Put that on my set yeah

Talking to much about the shit

You ain't never been in the shit

I was born in that system

My nigga in the penitentiary

My soul needed intermissions

I had way better vision

Huh

I had way better vision

Moving my way out the mission

Chop gonna lock jaw ya

Little Jawn gone Missing

Misprint, on a shirt

His real name is bitch, this

Reason I'm cold

Shit stiff, sit still

Got to grip on that biscuit

Hungry as fuck

Just hoping ya listen, witness

A kid from the badlands

Dealt a bad hand

Running around like a bastard

Had to add up

All the problems that I factored

Twist the facts up

Why these niggas going to attack us

Doesn't matter

Got to move nigga

Make a play nigga

My grave escape nigga

She just wanna crash the party

Waving both her hands into the sky

I was in the after party

Tryna figure out why I arrived

She just wanna crash the party

Waving both her hands into the sky

I was in the after party

Tryna figure out why I arrived

Feeling real cautious

Woah shit

Going through the motions

Motions

Motion

Walking through the motion

Cautious

Woah shit

Going through the motions

Motions

Motion

Walking through the motion

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