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Moving On

Rod Wave

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rod Wave
Rod Wave
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodarius Green
Rodarius Green
Songwriter
Frank Dante Gilliam III
Frank Dante Gilliam III
Songwriter
Kendrell Mattox
Kendrell Mattox
Songwriter
Coby Green
Coby Green
Songwriter
Joel Bolds
Joel Bolds
Songwriter
Tyrell Taylor
Tyrell Taylor
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tre Gilliam
Tre Gilliam
Producer
DJ Fizzum Fade
DJ Fizzum Fade
Producer
Travis Harrington
Travis Harrington
Recording Engineer
DrellOnTheTrack
DrellOnTheTrack
Producer
Taylor Made
Taylor Made
Producer

Lyrics

Taylor Made (Drell's on the track) (DJ Fizzum Fade) Uh, I had to hit my knees and thank God for the blessings I been having I ain't mean to sound ungrateful when I complain about the madness You know, it always been my dream to make it with this rapping But I been having a hard time adapting But I know God give his toughest battles to his toughest soldiers Don't cry for me when the war is over Just know I finally found that peace that I was looking for I'm all in Houston, me and cuzzo found that drink that we was looking for Cuh, what you doing? Let's get high or something Fade, what is you doing? Go in the store and get me a Sprite or something Get me a big-ass cup of ice or something Cuh, fuck a deuce, pour me a four, at least a five or something 'Cause I don't wanna feel nothing I fuck with her because her head different She fuck with me because my bread different I snatched the black out the Hellcat and I threw red in it I left the city, 'cause the feds in it I threw the phone, they say the feds listening Who the fuck is Wendy Williams? Keep my name from out your mentions Already made six million, it's too late to hurt my feelings Sometimes I feel I fucked my life up becoming famous Gotta watch where I be hanging, gotta watch where I be staying Ayy, rest in peace to what's her name, this rap shit super dangerous Already cocked it back, just bang it, already cocked it back, just aim it Look, I smoke the weed and sip the lean to take the pain out If I wasn't high, I'd probably try and blow my brains out Living life on the run, too many problems at once Too stressed, can't get no rest, I'm up before the sun I knew this day would come Even though it's hard times, it's too late to give up now, my nigga Keep it moving on (keep it moving, dawg) Keep it moving on (Gotta keep it moving, dawg, gotta keep it moving, dawg) Yeah, gotta keep it moving on Keep it moving on (Gotta keep it moving, dawg, gotta keep it moving, dawg) Look, look, living life on the run, too many problems at once Too stressed, can't get no rest, I'm up before the sun I knew this day would come Even though it's hard times, it's too late to give up now, my nigga Keep it moving on (keep it moving, dawg) Yeah, gotta keep it moving on Promise to keep it moving on, yeah, mm (Grrah, grrah-bah-bah-bah) (Grrah-bah-bah-bah) They hating on me or something You know it gotta be something in the mix Yeah, that's my boy Yeah, man, Larry say that you ain't even the best player Yeah, I mean don't know, you're tripping, man What you playing with me for like that? I don't know but You saying that to get me crunk, though Yeah, yeah, basically Tell Larry you the best player in the state right now Coach Larry, you know we good boy, you already know I'm the best in the nation Hahaha Gonna be number one right now
Writer(s): Frank Gilliam Iii, Kendrell Mattox, Rod Green, Joel Bolds, Coby Green Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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