Malc - Move Around

Who's world is this?
Who's world is this?
See it’s like I got this obsession
With this thing that’s called perfection
All I know is win
Ain’t no celebration for second
And I don’t get tired
When you niggas goin get that message
No excuses
Pass or fail
They ain’t giving out Es for effort
You either hungry for yours
Or watch another nigga collect it
The devils in the details
My nigga just pay attention
And listen
To the ones you think is with you
They intentions
I told my niggas don’t hold it down
Build it up
They know the difference
So move around
If you ain’t up to be down
Before these riches
And they bitches
Ain’t no new niggas allowed
Rather than claim next
I told niggas that I got now
Sooner or later mark my words
They all goin fucking get it
And it’s still meditation
It help with my mental fitness
Realigning the Mind
Body
And soul
With common interests
Ain’t no nigga alive that can give you the shit I’m spitting
A lotta nigga rapping
But they ain’t living what they spitting
Know the difference
I’m never slipper slacking
Never simping
For that velvetia
I perfect the craft I’m on a mission
The black Ethan on the hunt
Nothings impossible
Some complain
I just take pride in beating obstacles
Come on
Move around nigga
If you ain’t up to be down
Cus for these riches
I been itching
I been blitzing them out
Cus for these riches
I been showing
I been shaking the doubt
Cus it ain’t hard to tell I feel like I’m the realest one out
Move around nigga
If you ain’t up to be down
Cus for these riches
I been itching
I been blitzing them out
Cus for these riches
I been showing
I been shaking the doubt
Cus it ain’t hard to tell I feel like I’m the realest one out
Evander I'm feeling holy wit this this flow
I need a mill
Was in the studio wit Ars and Fred
Knew it was getting real
Getting Knowledge from legends
On how to keep spitting that real
And Stay humbly arrogant
Youngin just stay low and build
Take yo time
Don’t be in no rush to get fucked
Don’t chase no fucking deal
Just get closer to your dreams
That's word to Adreena Mills
But I can’t front like 100 racks won’t pay my momma bills
Stress and anxiety
That’s that shit I really feel
But patience is a virtue
Work the money
Don’t let the money work you
I’m going on wit purpose nigga
Like I got a curfew
Stagnant niggas
I make this music just to fucking irk you
I’m in my groove wit these samples
Don’t let this shit disturb you
Free tole me just slow grind
Don’t rush yo fucking blessings
When them shits hit nigga
Don’t ask no fucking questions
Cus you the one defying odds
You that one exception
And we still up through it all
For all you niggas checking

Written by:
Malcolm Robinson

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