Текст песни Everybody Move - Triune

Get cha weight up, not cha hate up, don't get mad my nigga get paper
Got dimes, it's time to get quarters, got the city it's time to get the border
Got money, it's time to get more, I sold 30k it's time I sold 4
Got bread it's time to get the loaf, got the campaign it's time to get the votes
Got the block it's time to get the state, got the belief it's time to get faith
Got scraps it's time to get a plate, got your folks crib, it's time to get a place
Got a job it's time to get a career, the grind get tough it's fine to let a tear
Leaving ain't the answer to nothing, i'll get it here, thou, shall retain nothing you get in fear
Got it wrong it's time to get in the mirror, this is my life my nigga, get it clear
So, so

Get cha weight up, not cha hate up, don't get mad my nigga get paper
Get that louie money, get that coach money, you got his money, now get cha own money
Got mine, time to get yours, got spot dates grinding trying get tours
Got closed doors, time to get the open ones, got obstacles, time to get over some
Got never, it's time to get now, a nigga got lost it's time to get found
Got old shit time to get the new shit, new house, new furniture and a new whip
New floors, countertops and some new fits, new true's, breitling, and some new kicks
This isn't about things, this is about those that chose to have dreams
You can be a see, or a have nigga, the only thing that changes is the ambition

I solemnly swear i'm a grind til the death
Grind til my body has nothing else left
On my very last day i'm a grind with the rest
Grind til the lord no longer spares breath