OG Maco - Moving On lyrics

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OG Maco - Moving On lyrics

Life don't change, just the people in it do fade Life don't change, just the people in it do fade Life don't change, just the people in it do fade Life don't change, just the people in it do fade [Verse 1] I said wakin' up without a dollar hurts, dogs holla I'm hurt, dog, my pride, got a lot so my mouth silent I remember me and mama lived in hotels I remember the ingredients to slow down I spike the punch, indigestion when it go down f**ed up but it's green lights all a-f**in'-round The same moment, then got put on for my f**in' town See the locals sh**tin' on a n***a like some f**in' clowns Remember? When you used to ask for advice From me, now your ego blowin' mad bright But just remember who screwed in the damn light Had to shake my fam loose cause the fam wasn't tight It's never wrong over right sh**, this was opportunity To gain power, knowledge, money, love, but where's the unity? When the rain made mud, your mothaf**in' sneakers clean [Hook] If the time ever comes where you turn your back, I'm movin' on (Life don't change, just the people in it do fade) All them times you were given their all or more, I gotta go (Life don't change, just the people in it do fade) [Verse 2] Wakin' up without a father but you're still livin' What's worse, dog, I got your f**in' number, but why bother? You said I wasn't sh** and I should prolly quit Pick up a damn tray, how ignorant I gave my last dimes just to f**in' spit Recognize sacrifice early, somethin' you ain't get Two kids but I ain't pick favorites I told their mamas, "I'ma hold you down, but when I'm f**in' rich My sons gon' have everything I ain't get Not materials, just time spent, you ain't lent Not rich when it comes to the wealth Pockets thick when it come to the self Esteem, health, I'm burnin', suffer from Hell I f**in' miss you but I'm wishin' you well What you take isn't worth it to tell The truth, so bye, for life now" [Hook] [Verse 3] I said wakin' up without a conscience, what the f**, girl? You got me good, I gave your a** my all but it wasn't power I'm startin' to think you got a thing for rappers Never believed my heart was given to a Bible Workin' in the Big Apple while you got your apple chopped Yeah I'm from Atlanta, shoulda got your a** tomahawked But the heart and mind fused so I took a lonely walk sh**... Lookin' like a damn fool, Sequoyah, how dare you? Be the one I brought my kids 'round, you was ran through Now you love me... like the other b**hes Tryna convince me... you ain't the other b**hes How do I believe that? I got a model b**h now and you see that Where's your pedestal? Ay, where's your pedestal? [Hook]