Baby Money – Move On Lyrics

Move On Lyrics by Baby Money

[Intro]
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Jarvo made it)
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I got a dub in my Celines and clip sticking out my pants
Could’ve died so many times, I’d still risk my life again
I’m screaming, “Fuck the money, I’ll risk my life and spin”
They say, “Don’t pray for revenge,” still wish my opps was dead
They really broke my heart, I seen my granddad in that bed
Sittin’ in the ‘spital with my hand on his head
I’m always shoppin’ online, spendin’ band after band
I’m fly and I’m high, I’ll hit you when I land
Couple years back, I was tryna chase a couple grand
Ain’t satisfied with a milllon, shit, I’m tryna chase these M’s
My rims offset, I’m in San Fran’ with Jim
I dropped out with all F’s, I rock Forgis, tote fins

[Chorus]
And this part of me nevеr show its face
We don’t speak on dеad bodies, that shit open cases
Put a bitch up off my roster, better know your place
One hit, then he dropped, shit, he thought we laced him
That shit was strong, ain’t it?
Ain’t see the pain, but I can feel it in my bones, baby
In a room full of people, I’m alone, baby
Fucked up they cheese, everybody need a loan lately
Just like the first day of school, I brought my own paper

[Verse 2]
And how you want me to move on and you guiding me?
Heat-seek the streetsweeper, let’s play hide and seek
You ‘posed to be with me right now, why you lie to me?
I’m stayin’ strong, I gotta hear your mama cry to me
They mans dropped, see, that’s really why they tryna beef
I probably stole a nigga bitch, he told you I’m a thief
Taught me the game, I ran with it, now I’m tryna teach it
I see my goal from the bottom, shit, I’m tryna reach it
Pull up all-black foreign, they think I’m a preacher
I wasn’t even ballin’ first, shit, I was in the bleachers
You never cherish what you lose ’til you really need it

[Chorus]
And this part of me never show its face
We don’t speak on dead bodies, that shit open cases
Put a bitch up off my roster, better know your place
One hit, then he dropped, shit, he thought we laced him
That shit was strong, ain’t it?
Ain’t see the pain, but I can feel it in my bones, baby
In a room full of people, I’m alone, baby
Fucked up they cheese, everybody need a loan lately
Just like the first day of school, I brought my own paper