OOHZEE - Moonlight Lyrics

Everybody working on they banger
I put that idea right back on the hanger
Like I'm done with that
Used to tell myself that I was done with rap
But I came right back like a
Bad habit
Guess I gotta problem but it been little awhile
So I gotta take a breath between the lines that I spit like I'm
Asthmatic
And that Caddy
In my dreams when I sleep
But I wake up and the dream still just a dream and I, I
I've had it
I drive four door but every door squeak when they close
And I blow twelve gallons a week
And I go slow nowadays when I make when my moves
If I move too fast they might speak
Hit the booth loosely once in a week in a month
That's a handful of times in a year at least
And I made my peace with a piece of myself
But I gotta couple more I gotta meet
One in my head, one on the beat
One that miss the feel of the thrill of the streets
One with the bills and the pills
That's real
And the one with the Hollywood dreams
One that don't let me sleep
One that want the game on a leash
And I'll make it clear
Crystal
Kapeesh
My flow still
Patek Philippe
And the skill don't stop like a Rolly don't tick
So don't you try to put game on me
I just needed some room to breathe that's all
If I come back no shit I'll ball but I still got doubts I'll fall
Whoa
All y'all bitches still rap the same shit
I'm bored I'm sick of it
We need sicker shit
Cut the Migos flow
Cut the flexing every chance you get
You ain't big dawg (Big dawg)
You a pup you bitch
Lil bitch
Watch how I flow like this
How I'm ice cold like this
How I got the beat and the tempo gripped and I won't let go
In a vice grip hold like this
I should know better but I don't so I wrote this to get shit outta my throat
And outta my chest and I grab my coat
After my vest
Cuz if I take shots they grab they scopes
So
Break it down and roll it up and smoke it ash it roll another one
Maybe this the time I hit the studio and get something done
Watch them run watch the gun
Locked and loaded
Fire reload it load another one
Am I back for good or is it just for fun
Who knows my two minutes done
Ninteen ninety six I was born twenty eleven had my heart broken
Caught in a storm never recovered
Now I'm twenty four years old
Still thinking about that summer
Always stuck in the cold it's so vivid
The colors I'm sure are different in my mind
But I swear I still see it like I did when I lived it
I can't help but believe it
And daydream it
The main reason for years I was still picking up the pieces of shattered glass
My Adam's apple was twitching fast
Occasional text message then dipping fast
Started skipping class and smoking gas
Couple years later selling pills dissolving tabs
She called me round that time
To catch up after she asked
I told her my situation
She told me this isn't you and never has been
What a has been
What if she never moved well what would've happened
The cars on my street going faster than me
The streetlights in my eyes going faster than me
The moonlight in my eyes going faster than me
Can't catch up to my life it's going faster than me