"""Moving On""

Chorus

Let the chips fall as they may/

I might rock the shirts but I don't Obey/

I love people y'all whether straight or gay/

Or if they Black or White cause what they got to say/

Now that's what mean something/

Most don't mean nothing/

Life is dark Im just going for green cousin/

I was true as hell. But my team wasn't/

Man I could of stop but I hit the Go button/

(I'm moving on)

Verse 1

I got more power than a push button start/

I turn my feet and point my finger same as Malcom made 'em march/

Another step closer to my goal/

Im just writing out my heart more than strippers work the pole/

I break it down like the blunts I used to roll/

I ain't smoked in 7 weeks I finally got a clear skull/

I used to think my body drop before my album would/

Baby Mama left and took the kids I guess that's probably good/

I been stubborn/

Wouldn't change for nothing/

What you expect. Im a Taurus. Should of seen that coming/

Man I just walking to the beat of my own tune/

It's like I'm living everyday with a full moon/

Trying to reach for glory. In a world of gloom. A knock ya head down. But cha not doom/

Nope. I got so much to be proud of/

I keep my head up and give a fuck about the doubters/

Cowards/

Can't even use they own brain/

Gotta leach off the next man just to maintain/

Crying shame/

Mama told me be my own person/

Pass the message down and hope I never see my daughters twerking/

Nawl, I work hard just to get here/

Man-, I thank God that Im still here/

Cause the things that he put me in front of/

A turn a normal man around and make 'em be a runner/ (So)

Chorus

Verse 2

Im taking off quick as clothes in a sex scene/

Future looking brighter than a set a new head beams/

And everybody trying to be the next thing/

Im feeling more pressure than a jet stream/

I shut my eyes, and try to day dream/

Do I gotta be a Mr. T to make an A-team/

Man my stomach hurt, my head aching/

I want the world to hear me, I been waiting-/

When my time gone be/

I wonder will I die before they hear my di/a/ry/

Just diarrhea on the whole game/

Born Vance but give 'em Veto as a code name/

Can't use a code in the game of life/ (Nope)

You gotta shake ya hands and roll the dice/

Ya can't take everyones advice/

Or be a hot shot and get your ass sniped/

Man Im just trying to get to where Im going/

I don't need no magic motives Im just moving for the moment/

Damn, I still sag my pantaloons/

I ain't famous or wanted/

Im my own biggest opponent/

Dog, Im just keeping it a billion/

Lego stack it up and keep building/

How long do I plan to make a killing/

Till my casket drop. Lord willing/ (So)

Chorus

Im moving on, Im moving, Im moving on."