OG Mook - Move Lyrics

It's midnight I'm smoking But you probably knew that
I'm high as a kite I ain't got shit to prove

I'm talkin my shit I'm the wrong one to shoot at
But you prolly knew that Tell niggas to move

It's midnight I'm smoking But you probably knew that
I'm high as a kite I ain't got shit to prove

I'm talkin my shit I'm the wrong one to shoot at
But you prolly knew that Tell niggas to move

But like every verse Imma charge them a key
Remember them days It ain't come with a fee

Killed bruh on his song So he ain't never drop it
Man, OG been poppin You ain't never squeeze

Ain't heard Inuyasha It's okay, you sleep
Or you can't relate Cuz it ain't for the weak

I said in Usain I do not compete
Ran up on a nigga And seen him retreat

I came from the mud And ran off on a plug
Laced it with fetty I'm trippin or what

Get beat til you blue Is you crippin or what
Feds offered 5 Wasn't giving em nun

And if it's smoke come And get it in blood
Feelin like Owen My bad for the flood

Smallest nigga But it's me in the front
Smoking what? It's point 3 in yo blunt

Pardon my pimp I'm too playa like doe
Niggas jumped ship Who was supposed to be bro

Expect it from dude But we supposed to be close
And niggas asked me Why the fuck I went ghost

I got in my bag Tired of doing the most
Got kicked out of clubs Running around with the bros

Who checkin on me When I'm down to my lows
Nobody at all But I know how it goes

It's midnight I'm smoking But you probably knew that
I'm high as a kite I ain't got shit to prove

I'm talkin my shit I'm the wrong one to shoot at
But you prolly knew that Tell niggas to move

I got in my notes Started practicing flows
I'm not really social I hate to impose

Over aggressive And sometimes it shows
But even my grandma Seen me in that mode

I keep it gangsta And sit right outside
Posted in the drive Til a nigga get home

They tracking they comments To measure they goals
All my niggas poppin Like all of they poles

But I might post the rocket We finna explode
Still post in the trenches Be feeling at home

Can't stop thuggin Be me til I'm gone
Just leave me a pound And a liter of a tron

I got in my bag Never needed a loan
Got out of debt Tryna strive not starve

I fell to the bottom Got up on my own
And niggas still faking Like life isn't hard

Look I know my wave But I do me the best
Grimy and gutta Ain't leaving with less

Stampede yo trap And we leaving with checks
Leaving with poles We already connects

And if I'm being real I don't need it, I'm blessed
Real niggas competing Like we playin' chess

I ain't never play it Besides with my cousin
When Trey was a youngin Tell cuzzo I'm next

I still think of Uno We laid him to rest
And ever since then Bruh I'm truly a mess

Blunt after blunt I've Been rolling em up
But it make me go harder I'm here in the flesh

I want a bag Before I run out of breathe
They think they know me They reading me left

I looked up to Gotti Big bruh is a spazzer
I'm talkin' bout bagz I'm with gang til the death

They tell me I'm hard And I go with the shit
I'm ballin' like Harden I know I'm legit

Peep the lightskin Heard I glow in the dark
And if God throw me problems They go the chin

4 Grams in a wood And we floating again
9 Up on these niggas I'm going for 10

Broken ass niggas Who ain't gotta reason
I know why you sleeping You holding it in