Lyrics

[VERSE 1]
I wanna see my kids live a beautiful life/ So I honored their mom
and made her my wife/ Planning my moves so avoiding the strife/ The
pie so big only wanting my slice/ I'm digging down low on the turbulent
nights/ Got everybody locked up and never read'em their rights/ Still
get up reach them higher heights/ Keep your mind cool when the
temperature spikes/ Right!/ Vincey’s do things out of spite/ Obeying
our thirst while we sipping a Sprite/ In a box full of Mike & Ikes/ Got
me locking my doors ‘cause the colors ain't right/ That's the narrative
they feeding me like/ Should only see dark where the colors are bright/
So I'm full force ain't my type of hype/ So I stay the course as I try to
enlight
[CHORUS]
My minds on getting home/ Leaving behind what I'm letting go/
Got my eyes focus set on the goal/ Lacing my kick cause I'm marching
on
So I gotta keep it moving like/ Left, right, left, right, left, right/
I gotta keep it moving like/ Left, right, left, right, left, right/ I gotta
keep it moving like/ Left, right, left, right, left, right/ I gotta keep it
moving like/ Left, right, left, right, left, right!
[VERSE 2]
Slick dimes is a rhyme a dozen/ Have you on some Dilla ish,
Crushing Yeah/ Never worry ‘bout the windows only seeing the rear/
With a squeegee out, that's that ish right there/ Hit the block if you
gotta, there's paper everywhere/ But if there's paper right there/ Then
there's paper everywhere/ You hear?/ It’s them things that are passed
on/ Like dipping through the streets with a mask on/ Is a trust way to
get the cash born/ When you plant the seeds, and the seeds grown/
And the scenes gone, and the heats on/ Then you be strong to get the
beast on/ So when the feast's on, Sheena Easton/ 9-5 I decide I provide
the ride that I collide wit ya/ Now smile for the picture
[CHORUS]