Still Movin' (feat. Fivio Foreign & Jay Critch) - Rich The Kid

Shoutout 808, my Loc I'm goin' to New York on this Go (4PF), yeah I made six hunnid on Recey, y'all could blame the epidemic I spent five thousand on fleeces, came from wearin' Academics If it ain't weed, then I'm against it I keep drums, shoutout the Pistons Won't fall out 'bout shit, we bros 'Cause I'm the one more than D-Rose Shoot us kinda often 'cause we on Chrome Heart leather, hoodie by VLONE That's why I made this off my name I ain't in the safe, spend it all on the gang Still catchin' cases, give a fuck about fame Cross that line, fuck nigga gettin' painted Damn near died on ten, oh, now Won't face two lawyers if a nigga get back Four models too, these hoes get mad Used to wear Trues, bitches think I'm lyin' Ain't flew commercial, everything G5 See me in person, yeah, bitch, get back Ain't got it on me, hoe still'll get smacked Hard for me to focus, I'm from the streets When it come to drugs, got what you need Turntest in the city, come sign to me Rowdy rollin', they ride with me Chops and Fs, no, not with me Hard for me to focus, I'm from the bottom Won't fuck shit, bitch, not no model 4 Pockets Full, me, Baby, and Rylo I know look, man, who got it? Gave bro thirty, talkin' 'bout he a driver Kill or be killed, all he know is survival Think she turnt, bitch fuckin' an opp Don't shit slide, bitch still'll get dropped Give me that gun, that's all I need (uh) I see a opp', he gon' O-D (grrt, baow) I took a Perky, fallin' asleep (uh) I see mad money in my dreams All these real niggas in my team (uh) Jerry, don't say it, no lean This is the truth, uh (this is the truth) I call up bitches, they come in a group (they do, baow, yeah) I got rich and I got the juice (look, bitch, uh) This is a two-door coupe (skrrt) Watch how I move on through (uh) I need a new Porsche too (skrrt, I need a new Porsche too, uh) Yeah, they gotta watch how I'm doin' things Got a mover with me, he be movin' things Got a shooter with me, he be shootin' things (brrt) If I see a opp, my whole mood'll change (baow) That is old drip You need a newer chain (that is old drip, you need a newer chain) They throwin' shots, but they missin' (baow) Should take them niggas to the shootin' range (baow) This is way too elite (huh), she tryna suck me out of my sleep It cost a 100k for these seats (uh, skrrt) I bulletproofed the whole Jeep (grrt) She want me to go deep (uh), these niggas is police (what?) She want me to go deep (huh? Huh?), these niggas is police (uh, yeah) I get money, that's all I need (I need) I sip Henny, not lean (nah) I take meds, just not codeine (codeine) One more Perc' and I might O-D (O-D) No, my daddy ain't raised no hoe (no hoe) I can't hoe shit out my sleep (bah) Pay no attentions to these hoes (bah) 'Cause these hoes ain't payin' me, ah (bah, bah, bah-bah-bah-bah) Huh? Uh, we number one, we the topic (uh, uh) You lil' niggas is toxic and we do not listen to gossip (uh) Uh (nah), I go suey all with this chopstick (grrt, bah) Or Buju with this 'matic And I'm a bad boy movin' tactic (uh, uh) New Glock-9 came plastic (new Glock-9 came) New bad bitch fantastic (new bad bitch) Lil' bougie bitch that like her ass Kissed (lil' boujee bitch like her) I took 80 to Eric da Jeweler to Buss down my AP and buss down my glasses New AP on freeze, nigga, say, "Cheese," when a nigga flashin'

I don't wanna brag too fast I don't wanna brag when I get the big bag I don't wanna brag too bad I don't wanna brag when I get the big bag I don't want no looks from the side I don't fuck with crooked niggas With the side eye Money all it took for you to get in line Only in my circle is we splitting this pie And if you snooze You lose Don't hop up on the band wagon When it's in the news Go and play the tunes Like you pray to God Don't believe the lames because We know who we are Got a deal and it's on the real Straight to a billion from zero And that's word to Tío I only spit a hundred facts Not to make you feel bad I don't wanna brag when I get the big bag I don't wanna brag too fast I don't wanna brag when I get the big bag I don't wanna brag too bad I don't wanna brag when I get the big bag I don't wanna brag on that ass I don't wanna brag when I get the big bag I don't wanna brag too bad I don't wanna brag when I get the big bag Look, now I gotta dash, niggas trash Why you getting mad, nigga get off your ass If I ever take her from you, you won't get her back Way before the COVID I was running round the city with a mask boy He bad, that nigga bad, every time she let me smash I make her do the splish splash Why I wanna win, I gotta work Look if I put in half Im get back what its worth If I go give my own I'm gonna get what I deserve If I give her to the streets, (to the what?) The streets know I had it first I gotta go, I gotta go, skrt skrt I gotta go, I gotta go, skrt skrt I don't need your lips saying when to go And I wouldn't do it even if you say so Caught 'em in my rear when I hit the road Uh It's gon' be my year baby If you ain't know And now the flames they wanna rush in Started a stream Now a bitch is straight flooding Cut off them lames Its nothing A little change got you envying something Seems so sad Think of the friends I had Ooh Won't rub it in baby Cuz I got class Don't wanna brag when I get the big bag Yuh I don't wanna brag too fast I don't wanna brag when I get the big bag I don't wanna brag too bad I don't wanna brag when I get the big bag I don't wanna brag on that ass I don't wanna brag when I get the big bag I don't wanna brag too bad I don't wanna brag when I get the big bag

Открой своё сердце, раскрой свою душу Я не бездушен, я безоружен Открой своё сердце, раскрой свою душу Я не бездушен, я безоружен В сердце мечта была быть с тобой Но мозг каждый день давал мне отбой Может быть, не мозг, может быть, судьба Значит, судьба к нашей любви строга Всё было хорошо до одного момента Теперь наша любовь — это всего лишь легенда Открой своё сердце, раскрой свою душу Я не бездушен, я безоружен Открой своё сердце, раскрой свою душу Я не бездушен, я безоружен Расстояние между нами десятки километров Оба желаем сблизиться ближе и меньше метра Что поделать в ситуации, когда превыше гордость? Когда и я упёрт в своё, в своё и ты уперта Я ведь вспоминаю наше время вместе Где признаюсь в любви, как будто бы своей невесте Бросаю я любимые гитарные аккорды Еду я к тебе ставить новые рекорды Открой своё сердце, раскрой свою душу Я не бездушен, я безоружен Открой своё сердце, раскрой свою душу Я не бездушен, я безоружен Открой своё сердце, раскрой свою душу Я не бездушен, я безоружен Я безоружен

It's a cold wind Cuts me in half When I see you with him In the back room Head in my hands Tryna keep hold of us Like some ghost of a good time A peach in cellophane I wake up and hit the hall light I'm on my own again The kid won't know how happy he's been 'Til he can't get hold of you The guy won't know what loneliness is 'Til he can't get hold of you At the deep end Catchin' my breath How long was I under? I remembered Just what he said That night when you couldn't stop laughin' Like some ghost of a good time A peach in cellophane I wake up and hit the hall light I'm on my own again The kid won't know how happy he's been 'Til he can't get hold of you The guy won't know what loneliness is 'Til he can't get hold of you Don't know how late it is I need to calm my head down Took the wrong medicine I'm seein' stars again The kid won't know how happy he's been (happy he's been) 'Til he can't get hold of you The guy won't know what loneliness is (loneliness is) 'Til he can't get hold of you The kid won't know how happy he's been (happy he's been) 'Til he can't get hold of you The guy won't know what loneliness is (loneliness is) 'Til he can't get hold of you

I been known to fight the good fight I been known to walk alone I been known to stay out all night Drinkin' wine and gettin' stoned I feel like you're not ever gonna let me love you I feel like I'm gonna be left here on my own I feel like I'm not ever gonna rise above you I feel like we will always walk alone I was born into the good life I have owned a wretched soul I was thrown into the dark night Where I roamed with no control I feel like you're not ever gonna let me love you I feel like I'm gonna have to face this on my own I feel like I'm not ever gonna rise above you I feel like we will always walk alone I feel like you're not ever gonna let me love you I feel like I'm gonna be left here on my own I feel like I'm not ever gonna rise above you I feel like we will always walk alone

There's no shame in worry As long as the worries in control You say you're sorry Cause then that's all you know You don't have to side Or isolate the circumstance That follows you Cause they're the stories Behind the freckles of you youth It's okay You're at home Safe in the bed Where you write songs It's okay You're not alone I'm here We cant get you mom I don't know you well I don't have to care this much I'll say i'm sorry I won't try'n scare you off I could let the sun burn on you skin You don't need me, you don't need him But there's a solace in having someone To burn with It's okay You're at home Safe in the bed Where you write songs It's okay You're not alone I'm here We cant get you mom Panic