Move Different (feat. Luhart)

My mom said i’m blue, but ian' crip Stay humble, gotta live I been running up these M’s All these snakes gon’ reveal (Yeah) Gotta get it by myself ain’t got no time to really chill Gotta get it by my lonely, most these niggas really squeal And most these niggas ain’t real trill in these streets And the only thing i’m killin’ is these beats, yeah Gotta get straight to a bag, with all this blood on my feet And they not doing what i’m doing, but they try to copy me, yeah No I ain’t stressing ‘bout no bitches, it’s been crunch time And that’s the biggest way of living, i’m cuttin’ all ties I nearly lost it when I heard that my dawg died Remain solid when a nigga go through hard times If I walk off, don’t consider it leaving And you feel everything when you rolling up or breathing And Ion' wanna offend em’, so i’m on defense And imma blow it if they give me any reason Commas on commas, that’s all I need Without it, Ion' breathe If Ian tryna get it, on my momma it ain’t me And ion' follow jit, so on my momma imma lead Ain’t scared of none of these niggas, if I shoot him, he gon’ bleed Imma let these sticks reveal, promise I won’t never squeal Keep that shit a hundred, most these niggas they ain’t really real I woke up from a dream that I can’t take back I experienced something different I’m tryna shake back My mom said i’m blue, but ian' crip Stay humble, gotta live I been running up these M’s All these snakes gon’ reveal (Yeah) Gotta get it by myself ain’t got no time to really chill Gotta get it by my lonely, most these niggas really squeal And most these niggas ain’t real trill in these streets And the only thing i’m killin’ is these beats, yeah Gotta get straight to a bag, with all this blood on my feet And they not doing what i’m doing, but they try to copy me, yeah I gotta move different They not doing what she do, they tryna move with it Keep a .9 onside my waist, like I be bool with it If they cap, I rest my case, I got a cool image I keep a tool with me And I don’t wanna hear apologies Cause you did what you did You said you loved me, but you lied, just to f*ck with the kid And you not cut like that But i’m cut like that I know I got too many problems but I bounce right back And imma stack my stacks And imma flip my packs And imma keep it black and white, these colors signs of a rat And imma keep it by myself, I know it snakes in the grass I know it’s snakes in the grass, I gotta get to a bag My mom said i’m blue, but ian' crip Stay humble, gotta live I been running up these M’s All these snakes gon’ reveal (Yeah) Gotta get it by myself ain’t got no time to really chill Gotta get it by my lonely, most these niggas really squeal And most these niggas ain’t real trill in these streets And the only thing i’m killin’ is these beats, yeah Gotta get straight to a bag, with all this blood on my feet And they not doing what i’m doing, but they try to copy me, yeah