Call Me T - making moves

I made Kel a few beats told him have a turn
I put the albums in the cd and I let it burn
It's some niggas over there and they smokin sherm
You know diky coming up that's the money earned
And then I
Had a bad bitch she threw a curve
Hit some black ice that shit made me swerve
They say T you too annoying then im on the curb
You left me but was it worth
I'm making moves nigga I'm making moves
I'm making moves nigga I'm making moves I'm making moves nigga I'm making moves
I'm making moves nigga I'm making moves I'm making moves nigga I'm making moves
I'm making moves nigga I'm making moves
I double back then I find my grove
Damn yo shits boreing that's a real snooze
I told you I been tryin the melodic moves
But I been stuck over here singin the blues
I think it's crazy niggas take me for a joke
When they don't really listen to the rhymes I wrote
Shorty wrote my name in the death note
At least I'll look fly in the coffin with this brand new coat
I'm makeup moves nigga I'm making moves
I'm making moves nigga I'm making moves I'm making moves nigga I'm making moves
I'm making moves nigga I'm making moves I'm
Young t watching tunes that is looney
Kel da kid rappin like there two of me
Five shirts seven days I'm goin insane
Number may be small but the profit margin that shit is off the page
Can't wait to get on the stage
Me Kel and Nate gon blow ya brains
Saving for the venue that'll take a couple of days
I'm makeup moves nigga I'm making moves
I'm making moves nigga I'm making moves I'm making moves nigga I'm making moves
I'm making moves nigga I'm making moves I'm
Right now all y'all's is sleeping on me
No hoes in the Stu they stay leakin on me
Young nigga through the window, yeah he peakin on me
Told a nigga tip the toe, now he sneaking on me
I been movin with the different methods
Made a song in science but it was just testing
Drop when I want but I am not reckless
Bars is so hard they make you loose your breath
Bitch
I'm running races niggas can't catch up
How many time I didn't even say nun
Truman in the mind
But I don't got time
To sit around and lie
Bout shit I ain't tried
And it's one more album till the boy who cried
How you say you livin but yo mind ain't alive
The ultimate goal is to make it out
Sike the ultimate goal is to remove your doubts
And the mission is to live after I die
Imma make a ripple you should give it a try
I'm makeup moves nigga I'm making moves
I'm making moves nigga I'm making moves
Think you goin to heaven till you walking down the stairs
Them niggas was my homies I try to bless 'em with my prayers
Meeting in the underworld but they don't really care
Till the feel the heat of hell then they screamin this ain't fair
Young T ain't I ain't never lookin back
And young T ain't a Pusha I ain't talkin bout no crack
You ain't never getting back
And you would think I hate glass homes
The way I handle the stones
You ain't a dog but bitch I might throw you a bone
I just wanna vibe for the last few seconds let's get in the zone

Written by:
Ayo obije

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