Philly Black - In Motion Lyrics

What the f*ck is up
We about to get lost in this messed up life (Nice)
We about to get tossed
This weak shit man we had about enough
Where im from they aint show no love gotta roll your dice
For the shit you deserve put some brass on ur fist then fight
Can't hold me Down
Not a kryptonite nor a space satellite in the sky can blow my high
Made it from the underground to the most found this sound get u from alomo to the crystal
Never will i switch pals or switch styles if i comprpmise does it mean a nigga bitched out
Fame is a bitch when you make it they pay you to sweat
They pay you to spit thats money well spent
How'd u feel in a brand new covet, i don't know i still dey this keke napep
That don't mean that you gotta overstep on my shoes dats true, how we cool
Strictly no discipline on no goddamn rule
Im striaght outta 4th avenue with my ogs too, blowing trees in my penthouse roof
Hell yea we gon make it
No maybes & No ifs
Life is a journey ma nigga ride slow don't you trip
If things go the wrong way gotta be a man stand to your feet
I rather have one arm and one feet than live my whole life on both knees
Why i gotta sell keys for
Baba God open this doors
I don't ask for no favor
Y'all wanna hear me say please more
Oh you don't know man you don't know
You no be rich guy if you still owe
Oh you don't know man you don't
You cant rip where a Nigga didnt so
I THROW MY HANDS IN THE SKY AND I WAVE IT ONE MORE TIME
(Hit me)
I'VE BEEN AT THE BOTTOM AND I CANNOT WAIT TO CLIMB
(Hit me)
I BE ON MY GRIND, I BE ON MY GRIND
JUST OUTCHEA TRYNA GET WHATS MINE SO MOMMA I'LL BE FINE
Ever since a kid this young og has been a problem
Both my parents and dem teachers in school couldn't solve em
Stop that sh*t you talking cos you don't what its about
9 outta 10 times i coulda doubt, got blessings on blessings i'm loosing my count
Had a dream so i pushed it to the max to the extreme waiting for the lord to intervene
Thats why i never famz cos this hugs and this handshakes even fake smiles they never did a thing
Man They never did a thing, so i gotta be on my guard
One time steady chasing that guap for the future i pray all my niggaz gon stack
All my hommies wey dey press omo you go chop
We'll be poppin tellin stories like its nothin
On how we did it cos we never had and option
Dem dey throw shade but I'm very good at duckin
Proper Inc get ready no introduction
We about show the world how we function
You say you don't f*ck with the boy huh? Thats cool bruh? Better wear a condom
Cos we raw, cold blooded mothaf*ckers to the core
All that passion that i got in my soul is coming from my heart reason why you can't...
They know in they heart, that'why they get hell mad
They can't sleep that'why they tellin all the reporters
And all the people (why you doing this they f*ckin up HipHop)
Cos they now, they can't money, they can't go anywhere
They can't look at themselves, cos they know
The prodigal son has returned, im alive the Ghost is walking around...
Why i gotta sell keys for
Baba God open this doors
I don't ask for no favor
Y'all wanna hear me say please more
Oh you don't know man you don't know
You no be rich guy if you still owe
Oh you don't know man you don't
You cant rip where a Nigga didnt so
I THROW MY HANDS IN THE SKY AND I WAVE IT ONE MORE TIME
(Hit me)
I'VE BEEN AT THE BOTTOM AND I CANNOT WAIT TO CLIMB
(Hit me)
I BE ON MY GRIND, I BE ON MY GRIND
JUST OUTCHEA TRYNA GET WHATS MINE SO MOMMA I'LL BE FINE
(UNHOLY MATRIMONY)