[Verse 1]
Yeah...
Yeah...
Yeah...
Smoking on flavors with mother nature
That is why I always see black angels
Do me a favor, nigga be patient
All you rappers are just my patients
They wanna be famous
Ain't that amazing
Fuck all of you'll
You'll should stick you day shift
Smoking that good shit
I'm on that Ape shit
King Kong ain't got shit on me
Man I'll raise with my real hommes
Ride or die, so we kill hommes
I'm talking lyrically, but fuck that
They would kill for me
Need to move fast if you want to make rap music
Cause first of all was the East coast, West coast gangsta shit
Then bubblegum rap, then I had to ask myself
What happened here? What happened to rap?(Rap)
Then lyrical and trap music came by
Now I have to chose and fucking pick a side
Make sure your choose will get you recognized
FYI, I don't give a fuck about famous
Only give a fuck about the paper
Do me a favor, bring me more haters
Cause I've been looking for inspiration in the wrong places
Need motivation, someone that will tell me that I will never make it
And prove them wrong and be the one that takes the crown, the will realize
That I am a God, said that before
Nigga I'm RAW, all I see is WAR, blood on floor
Roll me some more and pour me some more
Of that purple rain while I sip it slow while I'm writing this song
Shit I got the...
[Bridge]
Motion
I got the motion
I got the motion
I got the mooooo
[Hook]
I got the motion
(These wack rappers can't rap)
I got the motion
(Like niggas don't understand)
I got the motion
(Shit I could be the best)
I got the mooooo
(And hell yeah that's a fact)
[Verse 2]
Hold up bitch ama let you finish
It's about time I handle my business
I give thanks to two niggas
Who showed me that the sky was never the limit
Ama push it to the limit, got a new flow man hope all of you'll go feel it
Now better listen, cause Cano go kill 'em
Cano go get 'em
[Cano go get 'em]
Ama kill a nigga with a metal
That can make you motherfucks jealous
Call a reverent if you want to go to heaven
I'm a Menace when it comes to understanding all the madness that's locked up in the attic
I'll be killing every time I'm fuckin' rapping
All them niggas that can never make a difference
I'll be sinning I'll be looking at the celling
I'll be asking for forgiveness from a nigga who can turn water into wine
Godfather know how he didn't
Wish I was there
Drink it till I piss it, but it won't kill me
Cause the realist ones never die they just live in spirit
Of the Father and the Son
Bitch I'm the one you better believe it
Shit I got the...
[Bridge]
Motion
I got the motion
I got the motion
I got the mooooo
[Verse 3]
Got a orphan better forfeit all your organs
For the four kings doing drive-bys pritty often
On a Austin for a fortune or a profit
Flow floating on my cruise ship
I'm a nuisance with a full clip and a Uzi
And the Uzi busy drooling ask Jay-Z where's the blueprint
Got a groupie on a movement busy routing
"I don't think SA is ready for Cano, if all of you'll are still dabbing to Mayo."
Fucking with bad hoes straight from the ghetto
Pimptown the one in Soweto
Where mad hoes are on a pay roll and basic bitchs better jump from the 8th floor
Check yourself and check your facts and see who is who inside your circle man
Cause no use having a small circle but still got snakes on your circumference
Nobody knows real comfort
Unless you seating millions of income
Build a legacy for your infants with a trust fund cause
It's only a dream man, till you bleed man, to succeed man
Cano