Moves In Silence Lyrics

Get the work show 'em that it's nothing

Touching up on this money and make 'em all really look like dummies

I need rubber bands, want all my racks in different colors just like MMs

On all my ends imma teach my friends

Bad bitches is flauntin' don't you hear when they be saying he handsome

Just to pick at his pockets uh

They tryna pick at his pockets

I been up all night plottin' on my scheme so I can win and then bring up the team

These mothafuckas want a cut of everything and you be calling 'em gang

When they ain't remember shit you did, you won't throw that in they face

Stubborn ass ain't have no struggle how I know you was spoiled

Picky eater trashing blessings wrap it up in that foil

I buffed up from that mess where they thought they seen the worst of me

I cut em' off without a word like I ain't got no common courtesy

Right down at the bottom just like the sand in a hourglass

Pay attention to the applause who gonna clap

Uh working, I'm steady working

When I be grinding puttin' time in they ain't got shit on me

Just like a stain, if it was love I be tied in like some braids

In all honesty I'm good off that

With my connections I ain't never gon' lag and I ain't never gon' lack

Staying busy collecting tasks like how I round up my racks

Get the work show 'em that it's nothing

Touching up on this money and make 'em all really look like dummies

I need rubber bands, want all my racks in different colors just like MMs

On all my ends imma teach my friends

Bad bitches is flauntin' don't you hear when they be saying he handsome

Just to pick at his pockets uh

They tryna pick at his pockets

Who in your corner what they bring to the table

These conversations matter most if your career gon' be stable

A closed mouth don't get fed but bitch I'm moving in silence

My product surely authentic don't know what you advertising

I need hustlas when I move in a posse

I ain't got no room for pussies who ain't ready for problems

I'm on the move and I just can't pause it until I see deposits

Scratching off my ideas like scratch marks on a disc

Don't want no play back problems

The real deal ain't no lolly gaggin'

Got a few tricks up my sleeve call me inspector gadget

Pockets heavy like my pants saggin' you pocket watching you for sure a faggot

Go and get your own, we brave and bold

Won't say too much it really shows the kids watch us like tv shows

So I tell 'em go and chase they goals

They ain't seeing what you seeing like you witnessed a ghost

I played it smart just by playing like pros

Get the work show 'em that it's nothing

Touching up on this money and make 'em all really look like dummies

I need rubber bands, want all my racks in different colors just like MMs

On all my ends imma teach my friends

Bad bitches is flauntin' don't you hear when they be saying he handsome

Just to pick at his pockets uh

They tryna pick at his pockets