AC Breeze - Move (feat. Sir Louie) Lyrics

With the grass in my toes, and we runnin' all wild
Cope with the dope, and we gunnin' for a while
Low as a baritone, got a mind of a child
Caught in those pheromones, serenity with a smile
Lemme bounce for a minute and I'm in it, call a time out
Groovin' with the sound, I'm livid, can never find out
Thirsty, the mouth is giving into a white cloud
Bursting, the clout is shifting, find them a lighthouse
God damn, now we feelin' up the energy, enemies gon' f*ck with me
Everybody look around for the sympathy, unforeseen, this ecstasy
And she flexin' real fine with the luxury, Gucci feet, the account uneased
With the Dolce and Gabanna drippin' really clean, tempting scene, what's this mean?
River flow, Assini-boink, you be a rabbit, 8 Mile
Smoke and mirrors and the shivers, welcome to the playground
Feel the wind down the avenue, I
Really been on the path to you, climb
Got a muse I refuse the juice, we
Move, move, move, nanana
Caught a boo, hit me like the flu, signs
What's a cockatoo gotta do, fly
Grippy shoes but I slip to prove, let's
Move, move, move, nanana
I think about you when I'm all alone
Said I needed space, baby I was dead wrong
Hit your celly all I hear is a dial tone
Twenty days without a text, baby that's a milestone
Need you back, said I need you back
Since we been apart, I don't know how to react
Mixing cigars with a little cognac
That's my only way to cope, nanana
Forget whatever I was sayin', I was trippin'
People always say the grass is greener now I now it isn't
Love is not a given
I thought I was missing out now I know you the only one
I'm missin', yuh
Feel the wind down the avenue, I
Really been on the path to you, climb
Got a muse I refuse the juice, we
Move, move, move, nanana
Caught a boo, hit me like the flu, signs
What's a cockatoo gotta do, fly
Grippy shoes but I slip to prove, let's
Move, move, move, nanana
This is different from old times
Somethin' bout the aura thrives
Purple skies, feel alive
We don't need no compromise, I said
This is different from old times
Somethin' bout the aura thrives
Purple skies, feel alive
We don't need no compromise
Nicotine fiend jetting to a pine box
Charcoal screens setting up the blind spots
The team feels dreams, make it happen time stops
Codeine streams leaking into wild thoughts
I don't really wanna f*ck me, cause you don't
But you worry bout the salary, got two phones
New tone you givin', it's rude hoe, I'm timid
Then you sorry, f*ck apologies, I'm too zoned, oh
Feel the wind down the avenue, I
Really been on the path to you, climb
Got a muse I refuse the juice, we
Move, move, move, nanana
Caught a boo, hit me like the flu, signs
What's a cockatoo gotta do, fly
Grippy shoes but I slip to prove, let's
Move, move, move, nanana
This is different from old times
Somethin' bout the aura thrives
Purple skies, feel alive
We don't need no compromise