moves ft. Tato Beats Lyrics

Been the one not the two

In these streets in the booth

Makin moves

Lemme tell ya what a youngin been through

Crash cars on boulevards I wasn't supposed to drive thru

Me n bean he off a bean I'm off a couple dem too

This the movement I started it

You merely apart of it

A slimely muhfucka brady told me bout all of dis

It's a world of apology I ain't neva been sorry for shit

Fuck y'all boys and ya clique whatcha callin it

Klark Kent

Neva bent

Neva been too pressed

Started out an SOS

Now I made a hunnid thousand off the SMS

Second best

Couldn't be me

Start to get a lil depressed

I make a mess

Then she give me what I need

Out them jeans

I ain't neva been a fiend

But I like what I like n them blues come clean

It's a means to end

There's a queen in my bed

N I'm still fucked up off some shit that you said

Miss the boys

Talkin Brady talkin Sam

Talkin Shane G

Never needed nothin but the love n it betrayed

They lookin at me crazy

Knowin nothin could persuade me

Ion let shit slide tell yall man's to pay me

Big bag totin

Bigger bag I kicked the potion

Hold ya breath while you waitin on me to flop ya chokin

Fully loaded locomotive born n raised up on the coast

Early mornin overdosin no emotion where he goes

Been the one not the two

In these streets in the booth

Makin moves makin moves

Been the one not the two

In these streets in the booth

Makin moves makin moves

Been the one not the two

In these streets in the booth

Makin moves

Lemme tell ya what a youngin been through

I been the one not the two

In these streets in the booth

Makin moves makin moves

Been the one not the two

In these streets in the booth

Makin moves

Lemme tell ya what a youngin been through

Crash cars on boulevards I wasn't supposed to drive thru

Me n bean he off a bean I'm off a couple dem too

This the movement I started it

You merely apart of it

A slimely muhfucka brady told me bout all of dis

It's a world of apology I ain't neva been sorry for shit

Fuck y'all boys and ya clique whatcha callin it

Pop collar

The shot collar he make it out

Pop n swallow

They droppin dollars for chasin clout

Pick ya pocket so often he bouta break ya down

Forgave the whole fuckin gang for the turnaround

We ain't the same

Y'all ain't movin in the space I'm in

I'm gettin paid 9 to 5 ain't the lane I'm in

I'm on the corna smokin doja man I been like dis

Drop my clip

Collect my chips

Juss a matter of time before they call me the kid

I been the one not the two

In these streets in the booth

Makin moves

And lemme tell ya what a youngin been through