Dres - Let's Move Forward (feat. Tony G & Quinlan) Lyrics

Da-da-da (Oh)
Da-da-da (Mmm)
Tony
Quin'
Dre'S
Took a sec to realize
That you can't take back the past
But you're all that I need
So let's make this shit last
Don't need you to sympathize
I done had enough of that
Just tell me how you feelin'
Oooo
(Ahhh) We're built just like a flower
(Oooah) Cuz even when it rains
(Mmm) We're withstanding all the powers
(Ahhh) We blossom through the pain (Pain, pain, pain, pain, pain)
Let's Move Forward (yea) (Pain, pain, pain, pain, pain)
(Pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain)
I can't, I need your love no more
Let's Move Forward (yea, yea, yea, yuh, yuh)
Uh imma start it like this, yo it's Dre'S with an 'S'
Young king in this shit, peep the banging on my chest
In case you haven't noticed I'm renewed and at rest
Without a single care about the who's and the rest
Who the f*ck you know got a flow like this?
That can go like this?
Imma show ya'll diss
When we come through we gon' get it sprayed like mist
Told him go and sit down and take the L like Miss'
I ain't trippin' or messing no, with the kind
The kind who be flipping and switchin' up on a dime
The ones who be mistaking my love thinking I'm blind
Heavy on the messy shit nah he crossed the line
Man I'm only rolling with people who make me better
Ain't about revenge but I got bones to pick vendettas
Try me, you know that I'm prone to get him fed up
And peep how he talking that shit but imma let him
Da-da-da
Da-da-da
I move mountains with these words that I drop
Despite anybody saying I'm not
If he sayin' I'm cold, that just mean that I'm hot
He continue to hate, he must know I won't stop
Gotta fill up my plate with entrees I gotta family to feed
No kids but my momma and my brothers in need
Now shall I proceed to prove everybody wrong
In the studio going strong in my own zone
Memos filled of verses, got albums in this iPhone
Change my life with a pen and the right tones
Fake handshakes wishing me well
I can see it in ya eyes boy you want me to fail
But I ain't trippin'
It's still no hooks but they ain't listen
Sleepin' on ya boy but still I handle business
Now witness a king from a pawn
We got a real brawn haters please never leave me alone
I'm me
Da-da-da
Da-da-da
Uh, man I'm leaking the tea you could call me Nene
Cuz I got these niggas so pressed just like paninis
Mans is a bitch in the flesh just like a weenie
Talkin' wild out of his neck but wanna be me
Son wanna try me, listen little bitch I'm a vet
I'm the type to air ya shit out and then leave you upset
I did a feature with him, that is why he think he could flex
That's what happens when you rapping on the track with the best!
Uh, yea
P-p-please don't ever think that you could sleep on me
Uh, I ain't f*cking with you mini me's
Pipe down bitch I ain't vibe' with ya energy
Talkin' 'bout the memories
Nigga ain't no friend of me
Son was getting by thinking he could trip on me
Uh, it's one strike and you gone
You fooled me twice like I wrote in that song