Moving ft. Sandro. Lyrics

Waking up every single day

With my bank account

With no amount

I gotta go get it

I'm just a penman, yeah no kidding

I'm tryna witness a couple million

I'm tryna be who I'm destined to be

But that can't be me while I work in a kitchen

Tryna liven up my disposition

Way too educated to be out here flippin

No offense to those who do but like

I'm tryna grin and live a happy life

And write about the microphones I touch

And ride around in cars with manual clutch

Tired of having dreams about my dreams

Tired of having schemes about schemes

I wonder what it all really means

I think that you and I would both agree I'm

Moving moving moving moving

In hopes that

You win you win you win you win

Just know I'm

Groovin groovin groovin groovin

No dream is

Too big too big too big too big

Ok

I face trials and tribulations

A little bit more than I'd like to

I hope this pen is my first class ticket

Along with this beat that I write to

Almost 20 years old at the time of recording

And I hope the algorithm pick the right tune

And by the right tune, I mean mine

Don't be blind to the signs in the air next to my room

I do hate telling people that I'm next up

Cause those type of artist be saying that a lot

Then they out of the picture by next month

I'm a writer can't afford to be lost in the plot

So I jot down my positive thoughts

And the demons I fought go back and forth

I press record

Thinking bout some things I can't afford

That's a sign to get up out the door and

Moving moving moving moving

In hopes that

You win you win you win you win

Just know I'm

Groovin groovin groovin groovin

No dream is

Too big too big too big too big

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