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Cmillz the Mos High - Get Movin' (feat. Mac Finesse) Lyrics
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Catch A Vibe
Got my sight on the top watch my hands get to it
Alot of N**** talk and even less gone do it
Life what you make it yea lets prove it
You lost if you waiting best to get movin
Got my sight on the top watch my hands get to it
Alot of N**** talk and even less gone do it
Life what you make it yea lets prove it
You lost if you waiting best to get movin
I got the hot suace they still trying to find the ketchup
You would think I sneezed everyday the way Im blessed up
Beats go into a trauma its like I molest em
And like the worlds tightest tank top I hold my chest up
Its somthing wrong feel like we lost, if we lost our phones
Its somthing wrong most settle for nothing comfortable
Get it get it get it get it till it over flows
Dont let the money be the only reason you was choose
Your thirst to strong them hoes got everything you own
Dont let your numbers stay thin change your font to bold
I wanna do everything dont assign me roles
My flow know joke I hope my peers taking notes
Got my sight on the top watch my hands get to it
Alot of N**** talk and even less gone do it
Life what you make it yea lets prove it
You lost if you waiting best to get movin
Got my sight on the top watch my hands get to it
Alot of N**** talk and even less gone do it
Life what you make it yea lets prove it
You lost if you waiting best to get movin
Mind over matter f*** all thee theatrics
Mama late again daddy missing practice
Overwhelmed with this stress swear Im living in disaster
Hope my son dont have to live behind the shadows taking trips all through Seattle
Watch my dreams they unravel, know fears or regrets here
That bullshit fall on deaf ears, feel relieved when that check clear
They looking down on me, they aint around for me
Thought they was proud of me took me a while to see
So quit the gossip I spit that toxic they wishy washy
I send them hitters at you boys and you getting bodied
Cant criticize me Im out of place like a missing body
I ricky bobby my city got mw like its a hobbie (STL)
Got my sight on the top watch my hands get to it
Alot of N**** talk and even less gone do it
Life what you make it yea lets prove it
You lost if you waiting best to get movin
Got my sight on the top watch my hands get to it
Alot of N**** talk and even less gone do it
Life what you make it yea lets prove it
You lost if you waiting best to get movin
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Catch A Vibe
Got my sight on the top watch my hands get to it
Alot of N**** talk and even less gone do it
Life what you make it yea lets prove it
You lost if you waiting best to get movin
Got my sight on the top watch my hands get to it
Alot of N**** talk and even less gone do it
Life what you make it yea lets prove it
You lost if you waiting best to get movin
I got the hot suace they still trying to find the ketchup
You would think I sneezed everyday the way Im blessed up
Beats go into a trauma its like I molest em
And like the worlds tightest tank top I hold my chest up
Its somthing wrong feel like we lost, if we lost our phones
Its somthing wrong most settle for nothing comfortable
Get it get it get it get it till it over flows
Dont let the money be the only reason you was choose
Your thirst to strong them hoes got everything you own
Dont let your numbers stay thin change your font to bold
I wanna do everything dont assign me roles
My flow know joke I hope my peers taking notes
Got my sight on the top watch my hands get to it
Alot of N**** talk and even less gone do it
Life what you make it yea lets prove it
You lost if you waiting best to get movin
Got my sight on the top watch my hands get to it
Alot of N**** talk and even less gone do it
Life what you make it yea lets prove it
You lost if you waiting best to get movin
Mind over matter f*** all thee theatrics
Mama late again daddy missing practice
Overwhelmed with this stress swear Im living in disaster
Hope my son dont have to live behind the shadows taking trips all through Seattle
Watch my dreams they unravel, know fears or regrets here
That bullshit fall on deaf ears, feel relieved when that check clear
They looking down on me, they aint around for me
Thought they was proud of me took me a while to see
So quit the gossip I spit that toxic they wishy washy
I send them hitters at you boys and you getting bodied
Cant criticize me Im out of place like a missing body
I ricky bobby my city got mw like its a hobbie (STL)
Got my sight on the top watch my hands get to it
Alot of N**** talk and even less gone do it
Life what you make it yea lets prove it
You lost if you waiting best to get movin
Got my sight on the top watch my hands get to it
Alot of N**** talk and even less gone do it
Life what you make it yea lets prove it
You lost if you waiting best to get movin
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Writer: Christopher Miller, Malcolm McCaleb
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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