What would you do for a dollar
What would you do for a penny
I got my liver
It's all full of liquor
What would you do for that Henny
What would you do for a dollar
What would you do for a penny
I got my liver
It's all full of liquor, man
What would you do for that Henny
Never ever ever stand still
Running till I meet landfill
Consequences of what lands' spills
Consequences of what mans' built
Running running 'till I fall in
Falling falling, man
I'm crawling
Crawling crawling, man
I'm all in
This shit is better than a coffin
Never ever ever stand still
Running till I meet landfill
Consequences of what lands' spills
Consequences of what mans' built
Running running 'till I fall in
Falling falling, man
I'm crawling
Crawling crawling, man
I'm all in
This shit is better than a coffin
They say I should be more relatable
How with my mind I'm capable
But lately I'm feeling f*ck prime time, on cable
I think that I'd rather be pay per view
This is the age of that Instagram
All of these rappers just pay per views
Typing up their little bars
I still write on paper
'Cause phones can't make planes
Come see what this paper do
Fly
Now I'm feeling weightless
The plug was dry
Now you're weightless
Always speak in the second person
No incriminating statements
The plug was dry
Now you're weightless
You're weightless
No money
No money you ain't shit
Just worry about the one that you're faced with
When you look into the mirror
Lil bro, he out in Spain
He's seeing his gains
He's doing his thing
He sent me a picture they keep me in check
I stay in my lane
But not much has changed
Stay in my lane
But not much has changed
I just went from f*cking up the re-up up
To f*cking up a check
Little nigga get a real grip
Four hundred on kicks
With shit in the bank
I just spent four stacks on these tracks
I'm up in the stu looking bummy
The real drip
She loving the tracks
I'm far from the A-list
I'm playing YouTube
F*ck a sex playlist
I'm playing type beats
All back to back
I'm freestyling
While I clap it from the
I'm just trying to see some self-growth
Build with the team and lay low
Scheme and never stay broke
F*ck the American dream
I'd rather stay woke
See us on the streets and they're killing us
But we're playing through their Beats and they're feeling us
How many really f*cking hearing us
How many really f*cking hearing us
We came a long way from Stress Aown
Who you know is more obsessed dawg
No more f*cking getting slept on
I'm taking the center stage
They'll know my name when I step off
They'll know my name when I step off
Yo Movin' part two
This is the end of the project
Rad - Movin' II (2019) Lyrics
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What would you do for a dollar
What would you do for a penny
I got my liver
It's all full of liquor
What would you do for that Henny
What would you do for a dollar
What would you do for a penny
I got my liver
It's all full of liquor, man
What would you do for that Henny
Never ever ever stand still
Running till I meet landfill
Consequences of what lands' spills
Consequences of what mans' built
Running running 'till I fall in
Falling falling, man
I'm crawling
Crawling crawling, man
I'm all in
This shit is better than a coffin
Never ever ever stand still
Running till I meet landfill
Consequences of what lands' spills
Consequences of what mans' built
Running running 'till I fall in
Falling falling, man
I'm crawling
Crawling crawling, man
I'm all in
This shit is better than a coffin
They say I should be more relatable
How with my mind I'm capable
But lately I'm feeling f*ck prime time, on cable
I think that I'd rather be pay per view
This is the age of that Instagram
All of these rappers just pay per views
Typing up their little bars
I still write on paper
'Cause phones can't make planes
Come see what this paper do
Fly
Now I'm feeling weightless
The plug was dry
Now you're weightless
Always speak in the second person
No incriminating statements
The plug was dry
Now you're weightless
You're weightless
No money
No money you ain't shit
Just worry about the one that you're faced with
When you look into the mirror
Lil bro, he out in Spain
He's seeing his gains
He's doing his thing
He sent me a picture they keep me in check
I stay in my lane
But not much has changed
Stay in my lane
But not much has changed
I just went from f*cking up the re-up up
To f*cking up a check
Little nigga get a real grip
Four hundred on kicks
With shit in the bank
I just spent four stacks on these tracks
I'm up in the stu looking bummy
The real drip
She loving the tracks
I'm far from the A-list
I'm playing YouTube
F*ck a sex playlist
I'm playing type beats
All back to back
I'm freestyling
While I clap it from the
I'm just trying to see some self-growth
Build with the team and lay low
Scheme and never stay broke
F*ck the American dream
I'd rather stay woke
See us on the streets and they're killing us
But we're playing through their Beats and they're feeling us
How many really f*cking hearing us
How many really f*cking hearing us
We came a long way from Stress Aown
Who you know is more obsessed dawg
No more f*cking getting slept on
I'm taking the center stage
They'll know my name when I step off
They'll know my name when I step off
Yo Movin' part two
This is the end of the project
What would you do for a penny
I got my liver
It's all full of liquor
What would you do for that Henny
What would you do for a dollar
What would you do for a penny
I got my liver
It's all full of liquor, man
What would you do for that Henny
Never ever ever stand still
Running till I meet landfill
Consequences of what lands' spills
Consequences of what mans' built
Running running 'till I fall in
Falling falling, man
I'm crawling
Crawling crawling, man
I'm all in
This shit is better than a coffin
Never ever ever stand still
Running till I meet landfill
Consequences of what lands' spills
Consequences of what mans' built
Running running 'till I fall in
Falling falling, man
I'm crawling
Crawling crawling, man
I'm all in
This shit is better than a coffin
They say I should be more relatable
How with my mind I'm capable
But lately I'm feeling f*ck prime time, on cable
I think that I'd rather be pay per view
This is the age of that Instagram
All of these rappers just pay per views
Typing up their little bars
I still write on paper
'Cause phones can't make planes
Come see what this paper do
Fly
Now I'm feeling weightless
The plug was dry
Now you're weightless
Always speak in the second person
No incriminating statements
The plug was dry
Now you're weightless
You're weightless
No money
No money you ain't shit
Just worry about the one that you're faced with
When you look into the mirror
Lil bro, he out in Spain
He's seeing his gains
He's doing his thing
He sent me a picture they keep me in check
I stay in my lane
But not much has changed
Stay in my lane
But not much has changed
I just went from f*cking up the re-up up
To f*cking up a check
Little nigga get a real grip
Four hundred on kicks
With shit in the bank
I just spent four stacks on these tracks
I'm up in the stu looking bummy
The real drip
She loving the tracks
I'm far from the A-list
I'm playing YouTube
F*ck a sex playlist
I'm playing type beats
All back to back
I'm freestyling
While I clap it from the
I'm just trying to see some self-growth
Build with the team and lay low
Scheme and never stay broke
F*ck the American dream
I'd rather stay woke
See us on the streets and they're killing us
But we're playing through their Beats and they're feeling us
How many really f*cking hearing us
How many really f*cking hearing us
We came a long way from Stress Aown
Who you know is more obsessed dawg
No more f*cking getting slept on
I'm taking the center stage
They'll know my name when I step off
They'll know my name when I step off
Yo Movin' part two
This is the end of the project
Writer: Radames Duran
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid