MoviN Lyrics

I move with a purpose aye

I'm takin' control of my life in a whole other light

I still shine thru the curtains

I don't say I don't know when I'm certain

Aye

I move without swervin

Aye

I'm hittin' my pen then I'll hit up my bitch like tonight you're providin' me service

The story of my life is in cursive

Aye aye

But I still understand it

I'm not from this planet

I can't take a turn for the worse bitch

If I'm even near curbs then I curve them

I'm just nice little bitch I'm not flirtin

Thought she was the one, I'm still searchin

Said you could have the fuckin' world, like here the Atlas

But you can't see it clear, fog thru the glasses

I've been runnin' thru these beers on some track shit

Sometimes I just want you here, I want you back bitch

Other times I'm like I'm good, I'll be alright

Never thought I'd shoot my shot and see the ball lie

Say you wanna be my girl I'm like nah wife

You put me onto the spicy chicken at Popeyes

Aye

I move with a purpose aye

I'm takin' control of my life in a whole other light

I still shine thru the curtains

I don't say I don't know when I'm certain

Aye

I move without swervin

Aye

I'm hittin' my pen then I'll hit up my bitch like tonight you're providin' me service

The story of my life is in cursive

Aye aye

And if you can not write another line or somethin

I'm gon have to guide my mind to be like fuck it

Only want you 'round me if you gettin' money

Only need you wit me if you really for me

If you ain't contributin

To the building of our minds and the dividends

You must be around me only for yo benefit

If that's the case, I cut you off, on some scissors shit

That shit could be so damn hard, make the scissors break

Don't let me turn into the one that you let get away

Once I'm runnin' up the money like I'm in a race

You gon wanna hit me up like I miss you babe

And ima shut that shit down like the club closed

Big heart but I'm almost out of love tho

I got stabbed, in the back, this shit cut throat

Bout to make this bread, I hope you got enough dough

At least try to come close

I move with a purpose aye

I'm takin' control of my life in a whole other light

I still shine thru the curtains

I don't say I don't know when I'm certain

Aye

I move without swervin

Aye

I'm hittin' my pen then I'll hit up my bitch like tonight you're providin' me service

The story of my life is in cursive

Aye aye