Moving on
• Written by ChristianLossa
I don't fuck around when it comes to this
This my whole life I take it serious
The selling, the rapping, talking all of it
Take nothing for granted I never had shit
My life changed for the better after acid
I went from nothing to something now that I got bricks
I'm talking fucking and hustling, I got drip
But also struggling and stumbling, the real shit
Nineteens a bit young to throw a life away
But it's a little too late, there's nothing else to say
There's only moving on, ain't stuck on one day
So I'll make my way, for the big payday
I don't care if it's raps or maybe crime shit
Ask the people for wallets, guns in jackets
Or just rhyme for the money, trap life quit
But for sure I won't be living it bummy, I'm the ultimate
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ChristianLossa
Member since August 13 2019