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Move Different
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Move Different was released on July 12, 2026 by Swindle Center Enterprise LLC as a part of the album Price of Fame
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Release DateJuly 12, 2026
LabelSwindle Center Enterprise LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mike Mike
Mike Mike
Rap, Recorder, Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Ferguson
Michael Ferguson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Mike
Mike Mike
Recording Engineer, Co-Producer, Assistant Engineer, Graphic Design, Vocal Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

The trap been doing so damn good, I might just move in it
They said that you can't sell dope forever, I think I moved different
We told you that that **** was telling
You, ignored it 'cause you cool with him
Birds of a feather flock together, you must be cool with it
Play with us, you doomed, ****
Feds need to free Loon quicker
This dope take a four, I hit it with one and left you room, ****
Too much Percs and lean, I fell asleep
She mad i aint spoon with her
Twenty-four ounce cream soda, I cracked
The seal and poured a deuce in it
Sipping slow, it's gon' kick in when
It want, just give it a few minutes
My vision was blurry, but now that I see clear, my life got new limits
Now every move I make from now on got a true vision
If it ain't 'bout no money all due respect
I don't want nothing to do with it
GT63 AMG, after taxes cost like two-fifty
If she ain't tryna suck it before we fuck, I'll probably lose interest
Two hundred on the dash with twin turbos, it's hard to cruise in it
I was mad 'fore I popped this Percocet, now I feel my mood switching
I'm feeling groovy
Hulu should do a documentary on me, my life a movie
Use acetone when you hit them grams, that vinegar make it gooey
Me and zell had to make it happen, trapping
Sleeping on the floor with looneys
My life improving
SRT Durango, I hit the gas, this bitch be moving
The dealership called and said I voided my warranty when I tuned it
The kitchen full of blenders, but we ain't in here making no smoothies
You out here chasing cat, I'm out here tryna sell this Scooby
I'm tryna sell that dog
I'm in traffic like I'm late to work and ain't tryna lose my job
If I see red and blue in my rearview
Mirror, I'm probably not gon' stop
I like running from cops
I like punishing opps
So many horses under the hood, when I smash the gas, this bitch slop
How you wanna get rich but you don't wanna
Take no risks? This life ain't for you
How you selling dope but you ain't
Never got no money? You done near forty
I almost fell off when I lost my plug, that **** had got deported
I know she a thot, first time she let
Me fuck, she told me I could record it
If your car ten years old, I don't care if you
Got it from France, that bitch ain't foreign
I drive the Benz like I'm Miss Daisy
They flick the lights, I'ma be Jeff Gordon
I wear designer shoes and Jordans, but
Other than that, it's all white Forces
I should start selling courses
This shit I know important
My baby mama gotta turn herself in, look how this shit resorted
If balling ain't a crime, why they seize the house and Porsches?
Had to walk up out the court before I got mad and punched her lawyer
Dark Shadow Rick Owens, I make money just to blow it
Don't play with me or I'll blow it, **** know that I ain't going
I shook this **** hand, I already
Clipped his mans, but he don't know it
I'm 'bout to take this **** heat
I'm tryna convince him to let me hold it
I'm back on bullshit, I'm off probation, I'm back smoking
Eighteen-hour drive, I popped an Addy so I'm focused
Can't even take a piss in peace, my bitch intrigued with tryna hold it
I got rich off of smokers
Just traping staying focus
The trap been doing so damn good, I might just move in it
They said that you can't sell dope forever, I think I moved different
We told you that that **** was telling
You, ignored it 'cause you cool with him
Birds of a feather flock together, you must be cool with it
Play with us, you doomed, ****
Feds need to free Loon quicker
This dope take a four, I hit it with one and left you room, ****
Too much Percs and lean, I fell asleep
She mad i aint spoon with her
Twenty-four ounce cream soda, I cracked
The seal and poured a deuce in it
Written by: Michael Ferguson
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