Youngbloodz - Thangs Movin Slow |
Thangs Movin Slow
Youngbloodz Yeah, attic crew, attic crew and cooley c my nigga Yeah, yeah, my nigga, its attic crew and cooley c my nigga Yeah, youngbloodz, youngbloodz and cooley c my nigga Um, mark twayne Now its time to let yall nigga know about me Oh I can get mo money, mo money, dont come to me And everything I say that be on the blow Rap for the love of money, stack it up once mo Going once, going twice, got the o for the low Got my cheese in the soil, tryin to make my flow grow Hell no, never fall off Slip pimpin, you can get it hard or get it soft All day, round the clock tryin to get it in I aint worried bout the rich, cause Im in the wind All I got is my folks, lord forgive me for my sins And if this aint for me, please make me thank again Gotta get my shit right, tight like these gurls draws Let me recognize the game, and all the flaws While Im out here, please let me come up And watch my every step so I dont have to duck Never wanted this, damn how a nigga stuck? Hit me on the hill nigga, Im a sack it up Rabbit on my head all day for good luck On the hustle everyday, but who really gives a fuck Hook So what you got, when you aint got nothing to show Thangs movin slow, cant get your hands on no blow Aint got no flow, naw, need some quick cash If hustlin is the answer nigga, get up off your ass I walk about the crib, with my mind on the dough Been hustlin these verses, aint got a damn thang to show I keep my head up, because I feel its bout to pop Done heard about a deal going down at the dock Critics say it dont stop, til you get it and its gone Its all about the fett, set it off, get it crunk You catch me on the corner, Ill be buddy with the sacks Off in the studio it be twayne with |