
Moving Weight (melo)
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Lyrics
Verse 1
Block
Heavy
I am moving weight like a forklift
Bricks stacked high in the cupboard
Hundred rounds
Grip it
I pull up and pop the trunk
Got the white girl dancing in the kitchen
Serving up the junk
Trap house jumping like a rabbit
Money is a habit
Dirty money
Filthy
Every single dollar is a sin
Counting up the paper till the sun comes in
I am the Evil Hustle God
Bow down
Niggas talking loud but they never come around
Keep the toolie in the waistband
Shooting up the wasteland
Cold heart
Bitter
Bury every body in the litter
Five star felon in a rental
Going mental
No brakes
No fakes
I am selling weight to the heavy weights
Niggas want a piece but I never leave a plate
Empty
Hungry
I am the king of this concrete jungle
Watch a nigga stumble
Watch a nigga crumble
Stay humble or get humbled
Heavy pack
Hustle hard
Hustle fast
Hustle long
I am the one that they put in a song
Evil
Wicked
Get your ticket
Selling soul by the gram
I don't give a damn
Never gave a damn
I am the man with the master plan
Niggas hate
Niggas pray
Niggas die every day
I just keep the scale balanced
Lacking talent
Looking for a challenge
Moving weight across the border
Chaos is the order
Lawless
Flawless
Keep the money in the mattress
Living like a savage
Doing damage
Moving weight
Selling weight
Losing weight
I am the god of the hustle
Flexing every muscle
In a scuffle
In a tussle
Niggas shuffle when I walk by
Look me in the eye
Tell a lie
Then you die
Simple math
Blood bath
Clear the path
I am moving weight
I am moving weight
I am moving weight
Check the gate
It is late
Seal your fate
Nigga stay out of my way
I got bills to pay
Dope to spray
Games to play
Every day is a payday
Hustle God
Evil soul
Take control
Pay the toll
Moving weight until I am old
Moving weight until I am gone
Until the crack of dawn
Niggas are just pawns
I am the king
Hear the ring
See the bling
Moving weight is my thing
Evil Hustle God
Yeah
Nigga
Move
Weight
Now
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