Next Move (feat. Pizzl3)

Mmm mmmm I really feel trapped (Mmm mmm mmm) (uhh) (Mmm mmm mmm) (uhh) Aye aye Cuz the past gone be gone Aye I really feel trapped Ion know where to go Been running these laps yea Can't stop til I hit gold Can't even look back Da past gone be gone All I know is money and hoes I really feel trapped Ion know where to go Been running these laps yea Can't stop til I hit gold Can't even look back Da past gone be gone All I know is money and hoes I picked up a gun Thinkin my life a be different if I Made the oppas nem run Man look wah I done Knowin I can't say to much Cause If do then It might just be Done the murdas be ones Spoke on my bruddas now cousins And loved ones Gettin smoked in this blunt Keep hollering beef Till we meet in the street And 100 & some bullets Tip over the trucks Get fit for ya tux Sent away double deluxe We only do double stacked guns When I use to sell em Somebody I love told the police a Nigga had gave em a gun Its limits to bangin And mines is contagious Outrageously bangin The clip till it's done Thinkin that I'm a peace treat When the heat in my pocket You speak Or the mug wrong you done I'm watchin the people Who love me the most It's rare that I give my trust to anyone Thinkin bout way back When they use to say that Aye nigga move smart And you better be some Now I'm the nigga to know When you come to the city And trynna find out where to go My gangstas real shooters That step on they demons They really be out here Turn shit to a ghost I really feel trapped Ion know where to go Been running these laps yea Can't stop til I hit gold Can't even look back Da past gone be gone All I know is money and hoes I really feel trapped Ion know where to go Been running these laps yea Can't stop til I hit gold Can't even look back Da past gone be gone All I know is money and hoes And ion no better Better tell yo how to let up Let her leave me she only gone be back to pick her shit up But dis ain't for free She gone work her way up she a team playa Ye Kill a nigga den meditate I'm hungry I want dat heavyweight Let a nigga try me like demo Ima lay his ass-down like Lloyd But ain't no pillow When dem bullets get to flyin high You better get low Cuz my niggas ain't tryn forgive we Ain't forgetful Aye You know you'll get tapped Den it's a wrap we blessed da bottle My bitch so shallow She only like em If you Nigga dat dey follow On my mama Ye I like it when she get low Like she an impala So what's da problem I sent my shottas Today da day Like it ain't no tomorrow I really feel trapped Ion know where to go Been running these laps yea Can't stop til I hit gold Can't even look back Da past gone be gone All I know is money and hoes I really feel trapped Ion know where to go Been running these laps yea Can't stop til I hit gold Can't even look back Da past gone be gone All I know is money and hoes