Shorelinfe Mafia - Moving Work lyrics

I make money, break money, can’t no n***a take from me Boy, you broke, all my n***as stay stuntin’ I’m with Rob Vicious, we’re not chasin’ no b**hes We been chasin’ the chicken, my n***as run up the digits We everything that you isn’t, my n***as handle they business We not fakin’, no snitchin’, I put my trust in no b**hes We up in the kitchen, saran wrappin’ and sippin’ Heard that p***y n***a dissin’, ‘nother chop for the victim I’m a dope dealer, road runner, Fenix got the pour comin’ Robbin’ n***as, poor runnin’, f**k around and blow somethin’ I been in the trap but a n***a makin’ show money Hatin’ a*s broke lil’ n***as makin’ no money I know why you n***as hate me, ’cause I never punched a clock I still ride with thirty-eights, my lil’ homie love them Glocks B***h, they call me Robbie Vicious ’cause I’m vicious in the pot Went from sellin’ junkies smoke to richest n***a on the block I got problems n***as steady talkin’, but you n***as don’t want drama (Nah) Pull up on you tweakin’, shootin’ pistols at your mama I still pop them pills and sip that lean and smoke Bascama Might f**k your baby mama for drama (Gang) Pull up, fire fire fire, them shots is rippin’ out the llama s**s when n***as die and it ain’t even ’bout no commas Work a nine to five and you won’t even spend a dollar I grind for me and mine, that’s why these kicks on me Prada Went from robbin’ n***as to shippin’ my brother product n***as talkin’ crazy, that’s what got the party shot up He got up, and bled on the stretcher, so they just dropped him Who shot him? that fifty gon’ bless him for talkin’ ’bout us Flippin’ work, sippin’ dirt She gon’ ride, I’m gon’ hit in reverse She been practicin’ and she rehearse And I’m a p***y k**er, leave it in a hearse Two sixes, that’s a Desert, I do s**t you n***as doesn’t Poured it up with my lil’ cousin, I was there, you n***as wasn’t In the trap, in the back, with the MAC, ain’t no cap I just did a sixteen, I ain’t talkin ’bout no rap Pop a seal, smoke some k**, get some head while I chill Pop a bean with some lean, do it all for a thrill You work nine to fives, I want ninety-five mils So I keep pushin’ pills, ridin’ ’round with that steel Flippin’ work, sippin’ dirt She gon’ ride, I’m gon’ hit in reverse She been practicin’ and she rehearse And I’m a p***y k**er, leave it in a hearse Flippin’ work, sippin’ dirt She gon’ ride, I’m gon’ hit in reverse She been practicin’ and she rehearse And I’m a p***y k**er, leave it in a hearse