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Move Werk
Underground Rap
Move Werk was released on June 16, 2026 by O.G.Bo San as a part of the album FOCUSED
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AlbumFOCUSED
Release DateJune 16, 2026
LabelO.G.Bo San
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
O.G.Bo San
O.G.Bo San
Performer
David Mathis
David Mathis
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Mathis
David Mathis
Lyrics, Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
O.G.Bo San
O.G.Bo San
Producer

Lyrics

I went on a little vacation, I'm back on location
Heard when I took my trip, 50s was making invasions
Kicking in doors, **** violating probation
Catching them cases, other **** beating they baby mom faces
Them same **** that was broke before
What left them same **** lacking big faces
Sitting in the basement playing the station
When they should've been chasing them papers
Or at least establishing a way that them papers can chase 'em
I can't knock 'em or hate 'em, rather clock 'em, replace 'em
When money's the issue, no ultimatum
Either getting it or faking
And I ain't collecting packs just to cop a summer sausage or bacon
My daughter tummy aching, at your door like Jamaicans
And the pistol ain't waving, it's blazing
I learned not to front work 'cause **** be late on your payments
COD is how I do it, you lack game then embrace this
Move work
Stay on your grind pimping, keep your paper tight
Move work
Keep your shrine of your mind out of mind, out of sight
Move work
Fuck them 50s and them haters, do what you do
Move work
If not for your family, dog, do it for you
Move work
Stay on your grind pimping, keep your paper tight
Move work
Keep your shrine of your mind out of mind, out of sight
Move work
Fuck them 50s and them haters, do what you do
Move work
If not for your family, dog, do it for you
Finally I'm home, time to move work, ridiculous
Paper touch my funny bone, I jerk in the money zone
'Cause every wrist is ticklish
Hungrier than a bum who wipe windows or penny pinch
The game the same as snatching candy from a baby
Stay down lame and give me this
Timbs, t-shirt, loose fit my attire inconspicuous
The chain and piece alone around my
Neck let you know that I'm getting it
Hustle hard ****, DubH.com
Cops waiting, stand calm
Good work will sell itself, no need for me to be running around
Plus there's a thin line between dubs and weight
Crumbs and cake, thugs and fate
Four fours and eights
Attempt to take food out of my fam mouth, I gotta drug your face
My nickname should've been Bo the Block Blazer 'cause I bug the place
Single dub trips, bopper pill poppers fell in love with my face
The way the work moves, this time I ain't catching no cases
Written by: David Mathis
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