Cristofori Park - Move Lyrics

Yo, ya, listen up, ya
Been stuck in the booth can't move
Been staying on the block, new pair a shoes
I tuck my laces in I can't stain em'
Diggin' where I'm at, Imma tryna maintain it
Pour rocks on my Buffalo Trace I sip that
No butter fingers you know imma catch that
Never ever take a break unless I'm with a Kitty cat
Got a smile on my face like a Twizzler hanging up
On the edge of my fitted cap
I'm an animal
Flip a twelve top before the server get back
Me and all my SA's got stamina
Get a bottle of wine for compliments on the check
Fast feet full hands I be on the move
Last frame two strikes that's another move
I just helped, Zippy-Do brother had to move
Slide to the left Cha-Cha real smooth
Aye Aye
Damn, thinking about it
I wonder if I woulda been better off without it
I think about that shit consistently
And now I just drink bottles and walk around in the street
Sling a frisbee on the backhand line to my dude
Rapping to Mac Miller we got nothing to prove
Held on too long now it's sailing to his right
I ain't got no worries young brother take flight
JUST... move

Moving through the sky, oh me, oh my
Moving through the sky, oh me, oh my
Moving through the sky, oh me, oh my
Moving through the sky, who me? Oh my

Gah Damn
Whoo

And you know this one day,
I was just walking down the street, see
And I looked down, I didn't see my Nikes
And I didn't see my, my socks, or my feet
Or my metatarsals or nothing
And it occurred to me, I was
I was just moving through the sky