(Hook) Riding through them school zones Blowing out that who knows Still my team be on the move though This kid be getting kudos (fel!) So what you gonna do bruh? Life is better when we move slow! (Verse 1) Tashua, I'm ashen up, and I'm smoking Put the baby girl on the mattress pad and after that I'm just posted Work the craft until I master rap then I twist my head in that potion Save my dollers, love my mama and i pray to god in slow motion, watch Color me crazy I give a f** all you basic I'll have my place in the majors from putting rhymes on these papers Yo what you been up to lately Jack sh** bruh you faking Im east coast as the yankees West coast as the lakers You know that mix be amazing They bump my disc cause its banging And me and jake we been waiting Lets take the fam on vacation I stay in places bodacious But still there no place like home I put some gas up in the tank and light up my dank and I'm gone (Hook) I stay smoking too Take my sunshine with the blue homie what it do C Fel you can check my shoes Always on the move Thanks to you and your gratitude Few people ever travel on my avenue Pops taught me saddle up So that's what i had to do I'm making moves, And I'm blowing out that smoke, That's the sh** I learned in Catholic school I'm that kid that you grew up with, I'm that kid that you don't know But I don't never wait on my sunny days On my rainy days I pick up and I go (x2)