Rumble

Rumble the moon Rumble the moon Way in groove Ain't watching no news She reading room She might take my troops Purse in the room Made like the bag Quarter to two Half go to hate but the whole go to shoot I'm on the road Spent through the night not texting her phone Like one to the dome She taking no way so I told her to go I don't even know 'bout you You talking your shit I do what I do You talking that fix That shit ain't a move I'm up in my crib you up in a noose Woah woah woah Baby no woah oh I Been taking outta pocket cause I'm all about my prose Need a Maybach with some curtains you can't see me when I roll Ay take you out the picture till I see you never know I can't tell where the love now I got mine just bustdown Imma run my gang Imma hold my trust Imma keep that cool with a touchdown Momma so proud of me Double down double Cs I can't run now I got dreams Kick that dust down with my feet Lets go Rumble the moon Rumble the moon Way in groove Ain't watching no news She reading room She might take my troops Purse in the room Made like the bag Quarter to two Half go to hate but the whole go to shoot I'm on the road Spent through the night not texting her phone Like one to the dome She taking no way so I told her to go I don't even know 'bout you You talking your shit I do what I do You talking that fix That shit ain't a move I'm up in my crib you up in a noose I'm on the road Spent through the night not texting her phone Like one to the dome She taking no way so I told her to go I don't even know 'bout you You talking your shit I do what I do You talking that fix That shit ain't a move I'm up in my crib you up in a noose Taking a cruise I ride today Bitch I know my right of way I'm making my shit y'all ride the wave Y'all ride the wave Cash everyday Stacking my cheddar got no time to wait I'm grabbing my honey two hands on her waist I'm making it harder and harder to hate Harder to wait Take no shit from, nobody feel like the one I keep a bitch not a gun I got this shit in my lungs Take no shit from, nobody feel like the one I keep a bitch not a gun I got this shit in my lungs Rumble the moon Rumble the moon Way in groove Ain't watching no news She reading room She might take my troops Purse in the room Made like the bag Quarter to two Half go to hate but the whole go to shoot I'm on the road Spent through the night not texting her phone Like one to the dome She taking no way so I told her to go I don't even know 'bout you You talking your shit I do what I do You talking that fix That shit ain't a move I'm up in my crib you up in a noose