Lyrics MOVE - C.I.N

Move, just move just move just move (Get outta my way)
Move just move just move just move (Get outta my face)
Move just move just move just move (Get outta my way)
Move, just move just move just move

Get outta my face, just move (Just move)
Get outta my way, just move (Please move)
Please don't fuck with my mood (Please don't)
Get close, I'll hit you with the deuce (Pow pow)
And I ain't talking no two piece (Uh uh)
These niggas bitches they got coochies
I got money now they groupies
I don't want friends just my blue cheese (Aye aye)
We was never cool but he telling everyone how he knew me (Uh fake ass niggas)
But I ain't trippin that's how they be like (On God on God)
They want my place so I can't be nice
This that shit that'll make my haters rewind (On God)
I just hope I don't have to remind (I just hope)
You
Of what I could do
I got God and my team so I could never lose (I can't)
Y'all niggas is bots and y'all brain is something y'all can't use
"Oh my God, CIN, did you have to be that rude?" (Yea)
I'm sorry but it seems like I had to
Because it's the sad truth
The world is changing and they don't even have clues (On God)
To why this and that is happening
I can't hang with some of y'all, because y'all stupidity be damaging
Just think about it, uh, don't that sound saddening (Ha!)

Move, just move just move just move (Get outta my way)
Move just move just move just move (Get outta my face)
Move just move just move just move (Get outta my way)
Move, just move just move just move

Get out get out get out get out get out get out, aye (Aye aye)
Like why the fuck you still in my way (Why why)
My boy got that glock, please don't make him spray
If there's a problem he'll point it at yo face
Brrr it sound like a phone call
Pick it up, it's death callin (Aye aye)
I feel like a god the way I got this bread fallin
Because I'm makin it rain like I'm saving the Israelites (Amen)
Time be moving too fast, so I gotta put that shit on ice (Aye aye)
Yea gotta ice out the Rollie
Niggas so fake, they so phony (They fake aye aye)
Sayin that they know me but niggas don't know me (Y'all don't)
Yea yea, I'm tryna live my own life but
Niggas been acting like dykes, uh (On God)
And they don't know how it feels to live a life where you gotta roll dice, cause
I had to make hard decisions and couldn't think twice, cause
Once I did, it's like I made a mistake
And I just had to live with it because I couldn't escape
It was like a tight room
But now I'm starting all these waves like a typhoon