Chevy Gold - Moving Mountains lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm the type to try to move a mountain Counting all this money I should've been an accountant Ass like a horse Its only right that I mount it Ask where I got the flow from guess I found it Every time I find a beat I just pound it But n***as still hating on the kid its so astounding Wonder how these corny a** n***a made a name I guess they had a couple of plugs up in the game I don't like to think about it, I just play the game Never improvise my morals for the fame Candy cane rappers, they meant to be eaten Everybody got a bird man, guess they Micheal Keaton Give a f** if they sleeping Scythe in my hand I'm the one still reaping Move in slow motion I can capture every sequence an*lyze you n***as spot the holes in ya defense Yeah I know Chevy Gold off the deep end Working all week just to splurge on the weekend I'm a rap n***a, i don't sing like The Weeknd But my voice still make her wet got it leaking If she ain't low key I ain't even speaking Ya b**h be at every single party on weekend You think all them n***as friend zoned that be speaking? Yeah right, a couple of them n***as had her peaking Cut my own gra**, stay aware of the snakes My n***as carry two straps like a pair of 8s Ya b**h in the room throwing back parrot bay And she loyal cuz I tried to hit she wasn't hear to stay Keep in a it a bean, got me bulked on protein b**hes over money, that's every single ho dream Every time you near me I probably smell like OG Spitting c**aine till you p**y n***as OD Clutch in the fourth send the whole game to OT Sipping jack and coke with a b**h out in OC Had dreams of doing rap sh** back in 03 If you only knew the old me, you don't know me [Verse 2: Chevy Gold] Im the type to aim for the unattainable The way I put words together is so mechanical Need control of the game I'm feeling Tyrannical Diabolical time chambers, I'm only training I'm the best n***a from the coast, in a minute Ain't close to finish, my real n***as replenished Gotta do it for the n***as bout to get sentence The way they cooking in the kitchen could've been a chemist The way I'm in these n***as grill I could've been a dentist If life is a beach, I'm playing tennis in Venice Yeah, I'm the answer, to this game's cancer Had a chick from CAPA with dreams of being a dancer I'm kidnapping rappers, holler at me with a ransom I'm so head of my time, I probably got a grandson Steez on another level, Bury the game, just hand me a shovel I ain't dancing with the devil (Royal Boyz)