Con - MAKE ME A MOVE Lyrics

I can't afford to lose
Cause I still got something to prove
Look
Call me "Young Pro" not Young Con Ima have to go and get the name changed
Same thang ain't shit changed but my kick game and the way they,
Speak on a fella
Don't be jealous
I got mines like Ela
You got yours so don't be worried bout me
It's nothin else I could tell ya
I got some dope I could sell ya
No I'm not talkin' that Iggy
Im talkin' that shit that you listen to
This the proof, if you ain't wit it you fixing too
Turn that beat down to a minimal, SHH
Hop in the booth like a swimming pool then it get critical
Nigga my vision ain't typical like Forrest Whittaker
Killin' this shit, now they callin' Connor a criminal
Bitch!

I can't afford to lose
I still got something to prove
I had to get in my bag
I had to make me a move
No I ain't f*ckin' witchu
That is not somethin' I'd do
Cause I just got back in my bag
Now I gotta make me a move

Bitch I'm locked in
F*ck yo top 10
Yea Im top three then subtract two
That's quick math like the Shaq dude
Just a young nigga with a attitude and that's word to Cube
Ice cold
Ball out no iso
I don't care what I sold
Just as long as I don't sell my soul and that's real hoe
If you ain't live how you wanna be livin' then tell me why you really here fo'
Everybody got they own agenda Im just tryna get it for my kin folk
Im just really out here grindin' tryna let my momma know that we ain't bein' broke
So I gotta get it poppin' till we blowing up like it was coke and mentos

I can't afford to lose
I still got something to prove
I had to get in my bag
I had to make me a move
No I ain't f*ckin' witchu
That is not somethin' I'd do
Cause I just got back in my bag
Now I gotta make me a move
I can't afford to lose
I still got something to prove
I had to get in my bag
I had to make me a move
No I ain't f*ckin' witchu
That is not somethin I'd do
Cause iI just got back in my bag
Now I gotta make me a move