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Keep Moving
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Keep Moving fue lanzado el 11 de septiembre de 2026 por JamWayne como parte del álbum Almost Sober
11 de septiembre de 2026
Sello discográficoJamWayne
IdiomaEnglish
BPM82
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía

Letra

[Intro/
Can't keep the hits
Left the door wide open, ashtray smokin'
Cash in my vision, if it ain't, can't focus
Stash a couple million, chillin' out coastin'
Somewhere off the coast, disappear, hocus pocus
Chick full of coca, beggin' me to poke her
Presidential suite gettin' high on the sofa
Whippin' a mocha
Gwinnin' a joker
Tannin' on the beach, divin' deep in the ocean
Rockin' on the boat, boat be rockin'
Don't be knockin' on the door
Chokin' on some exotic when I smoke
Hydroplaning, homie, growin'
Nothin' toxic unless you fuckin' with my dope
Got some bad hoes, key for some blow
But keep that on the low
On the road, Fodo, Tahoe
Blacked out, 'bout three in a row
Decoy for the joes
Entourage family, kin folk
If it ain't, then your ass gotta go
You gotta keep movin' on, sleep when you die
Prayers in the morning, peace to the sky
Roll to the evening, it's called life
Grind all day, grind all night
You gotta keep movin' on, sleep when you die
Prayers in the morning, peace to the sky
Roll to the evening, it's called life
Grind all day, grind all night
In shape for the beats I rate
And all this misplaced hate's gon' disgrace
I wonder, why we in this place of hate?
It ain't fate of faith, you got a choice to make
A bunch of noise is poison in the youth
Confusing, so they shoot for loot
To get the jewels and boots
Tried and true, your crew said they got you, dude
Soon as the feds pop them, they point the finger at you
And that ain't cool, now you got like twenty-five with a L
That's like the rest of your life on Earth, livin' in hell
You got a story to tell, well, sit in a jail cell
You're caged like an animal, eatin' scraps from a pale male
It's scarce like your meal, bread nasty and stale
Feel like you fell in your lock, them strides pointless as hell
Some nights you lay there and stare
And dream that heaven's a stairway
You climbin' up, hope you reach the top of the staircase
You gotta keep movin' on, sleep when you die
Prayers in the morning, peace to the sky
Roll to the evening, it's called life
Grind all day, grind all night
You gotta keep movin' on, sleep when you die
Prayers in the morning, peace to the sky
Roll to the evening, it's called life
Grind all day, grind all night
Written by: JamWayne, ShopWithKen (Producer)
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