Sometimes in our lives
We Struggle with the day to day
But lately there ain't that much pay
Ass burnt out laid in the ash trey
Struggle to find an airway
Focused and pushin for May
Everyday I'm making moves
Everyday I'm making moves
Everyday I'm making moves
Thought I already made up for my sins
Or maybe playin a game where nobody wins
Putting the work in
Getting the short end
Calling asking when is it my when
Bandaging wounds with just paper and pen
When is it my turn to experience zen
Looking through all of these foggy lens
Ever since the rose was plucked
Gardening ain't been easy
I'll continue to write these songs
Suffocating I'm getting wheezy
Anxiety running a mile
Scared he's the next to leave
Serving a 20 to life
Someone come out and free me
So I make these moves, for my soul to soothe
With my words wove and my drums froze
Only one who dove, million copies sold
Never mold, never learned how to fold
Everyday I'm making moves
Everyday I'm making moves
Everyday I'm making moves