Make A Move

By AR-AB

On Protocol Vol. 4

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[Chorus]

Staring at the grey sky, wishing it was blue

Look into a man eyes, you can see the truth

I could take a life but got nothing to prove

The world on my shoulders, I gotta make a move

Everybody telling me what I need to do

My baby mom telling me "All I need is you"

I wanna tell Martin Luther "I can see it too"

The world on my shoulders, I gotta make a move


[Verse 1]

Sipping on syrup and my thoughts is distorted

Want a pair of Jordans but my mom can't afford 'em

Money changed me but never changing my morals

I know I'm gon' die but my name is immortal

He would always smile but the hate was appearing

Every time you won, that was me that was cheering

How you claiming rec and you wasn't even near it?

And now you got yourself a meeting with the pallbearer

Everybody up but we came from the dust

God bless Miliano cause he came in a clutch

How you eating pizza and they offer the crust?

I trust Muck with my life and to me that's enough

You can have the shooters, you can have the killers

If I walk through the fire, I know murder coming with us

If you count out thirty large, I can go and get it

My best friends told on me, why did I forgive 'em?


[Chorus]

Staring at the grey sky, wishing it was blue

Look into a man eyes, you can see the truth

I could take a life but got nothing to prove

The world on my shoulders, I gotta make a move

Everybody telling me what I need to do

My baby mom telling me "All I need is you"

I wanna tell Martin Luther "I can see it too"

The world on my shoulders, I gotta make a move


[Verse 2]

Everybody racing, I was being patient

They was wearing Balmain, I had on an apron

Waiting on the mailman, hoping that it make it

This a secret society, something like a Mason

Cutting pounds of sour D out a food saver

Hunnid bricks of dope wrapped in a newspaper

Invested in a grow house, talking two acres

Everything all there no matter who weigh it

The stronger the trust mean the stronger the ties

Tryna save bro bro but he was born in a mob

When Lee lost his trial, I was torn up inside

They killed my nigga Ant now it's on till I die

Pocket full of money but there's tears in my eyes

Homie got his money, tried to live like a God

Tell me where can the world make a real nigga starve?

The real niggas went to jail and the suckers got the job


[Chorus]

Staring at the grey sky, wishing it was blue

Look into a man eyes, you can see the truth

I could take a life but got nothing to prove

The world on my shoulders, I gotta make a move

Everybody telling me what I need to do

My baby mom telling me "All I need is you"

I wanna tell Martin Luther "I can see it too"

The world on my shoulders, I gotta make a move