Lyrics: Thorpe Timothy
Music: Antoine Cabal/Gandolfo Herve
Gotta make way
Cut a path to heaven if the devil in my way
I was hopping off the pourch when shortie running out to play
Only sliding that i know about when ocky get the tray
Me and bang on this road of life
when Real brothers talking better hold your wife
Would of die for you goofys I dont text no more//
When you locked me out the circle what next door for
No old friends if you with me you my family
You pinging on my heartbeat i see you as the enimie
Killing off the snakes in my garden is my speality
Eatting all the beats in my hood is the recipe
I am the truth the iron in boots
Catch me stepping on these girls that be dying to mooch
My goddess talking to me rappers rat too much
Watch me move in the house of wealth you better pack it up//
Im moving Well this hip hop 4x
We cant stop
More soul than when your grandmama make a plate
you better listen when ya mame tell you go and pray
cooking up that flavor in my girls bonnet
know the god and the fear in ya eyes see the coment
Lay my head on the back of a dragon
Goku in the streets cause im fighting with passion
coming from the brothers that wrap that shoes up with plasic
simple people take a look at words and say its magic
Me and bang in a brand new V
Letem all eat dust ATV//
Im Wireless bluetooth you blank CD
Your girl got me on cam that my POV
Shit Crazy like Cee Lo Green
Brown wizard hat Emoji
Im moving Well this hip hop 4x
We cant stop