I got pain in my heart
Lotta hate on my chest
Seeing blood on my hands
Shit I'm leaking thru the mesh
I got pain in my heart
Lotta hate on my chest
Kunais in my vest
From over seas I f*ck with West
Going up over heads
Baby boy still a mess
No bib, no hankey finger food be to the tenth
Earth feel like a morgue watch me maneuver thru the death
Soul Eater to my flesh
Soul beating in my chest
Couple soles on the track and I can't keep up with my breathe
Hope you silent when you sleep
Elves gon never catch me reap
I get to the milk'n'cookies it's part of me Jeeper's Creep
Everybody got something to say my nigga talk yo speak
Ol boy say he chillin but will never find his peace
X-Man pop a blue pill and turn me to a Beast
Jesus Christ let me feast
Bet I'm headed to the East
I'm an MD nigga
Still f*ck with Virginia Tech
Chapel hill dukies up
Since a cid I f*cked with them
Bring the quill to my pen
You pussies like Etch-A-Skecth
I shake you up - get the disappearing waist in a corset
Get the harmony flowing my f*cking throat like a quartet
Take a quarter to ya check
5 - 0 With the percent
Big shark in a lil tank equity soar on jet
See I'm moving like a vet disability checks on deck
Movin up!
Bitch I get buck
Devin Will - We Move Up Lyrics
Devin Will - We Move Up Lyrics
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I got pain in my heart
Lotta hate on my chest
Seeing blood on my hands
Shit I'm leaking thru the mesh
I got pain in my heart
Lotta hate on my chest
Kunais in my vest
From over seas I f*ck with West
Going up over heads
Baby boy still a mess
No bib, no hankey finger food be to the tenth
Earth feel like a morgue watch me maneuver thru the death
Soul Eater to my flesh
Soul beating in my chest
Couple soles on the track and I can't keep up with my breathe
Hope you silent when you sleep
Elves gon never catch me reap
I get to the milk'n'cookies it's part of me Jeeper's Creep
Everybody got something to say my nigga talk yo speak
Ol boy say he chillin but will never find his peace
X-Man pop a blue pill and turn me to a Beast
Jesus Christ let me feast
Bet I'm headed to the East
I'm an MD nigga
Still f*ck with Virginia Tech
Chapel hill dukies up
Since a cid I f*cked with them
Bring the quill to my pen
You pussies like Etch-A-Skecth
I shake you up - get the disappearing waist in a corset
Get the harmony flowing my f*cking throat like a quartet
Take a quarter to ya check
5 - 0 With the percent
Big shark in a lil tank equity soar on jet
See I'm moving like a vet disability checks on deck
Movin up!
Bitch I get buck
Lotta hate on my chest
Seeing blood on my hands
Shit I'm leaking thru the mesh
I got pain in my heart
Lotta hate on my chest
Kunais in my vest
From over seas I f*ck with West
Going up over heads
Baby boy still a mess
No bib, no hankey finger food be to the tenth
Earth feel like a morgue watch me maneuver thru the death
Soul Eater to my flesh
Soul beating in my chest
Couple soles on the track and I can't keep up with my breathe
Hope you silent when you sleep
Elves gon never catch me reap
I get to the milk'n'cookies it's part of me Jeeper's Creep
Everybody got something to say my nigga talk yo speak
Ol boy say he chillin but will never find his peace
X-Man pop a blue pill and turn me to a Beast
Jesus Christ let me feast
Bet I'm headed to the East
I'm an MD nigga
Still f*ck with Virginia Tech
Chapel hill dukies up
Since a cid I f*cked with them
Bring the quill to my pen
You pussies like Etch-A-Skecth
I shake you up - get the disappearing waist in a corset
Get the harmony flowing my f*cking throat like a quartet
Take a quarter to ya check
5 - 0 With the percent
Big shark in a lil tank equity soar on jet
See I'm moving like a vet disability checks on deck
Movin up!
Bitch I get buck
Writer: Devin Williams
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