Paperboys - Moving up lyrics

For so long that things have been out of my reach But now I've learned the game and I'm playing for keeps Yoou-hooou Yoou hooou It's the philosophies of possible cheese Let's get some profit's from these prophecies Swapping some g's for DVD's, oversees properties Making sure the vocals dropping on the keys properly Get it popping in this monopoly Nobody stopping me, cause my mission is set Ain't got no listeners yet Peep the ignition, cannabis in effect Missing respect, my position is set, and the conditions reflect My coalitions when we piss on ca**ettes Yo I ain't dissing but yo're slack, folks are falling for crap You can't be serious, you call that rap? Sure that's fat? I bought it but I brought it back, I can't afford a supporter-cap Run recorders till the mortar cracks, making daugters clap Game like a quarterback, with portable facts Vagabond in orbital laps, absorbing the map We moving till we on top Getting my sh** from the pawn shop As soon as this f*cking song drops And we're moving on up, it's our time to shine Blasting J's in your face and we pa** it round Now I know you're hating on me though Who knew that we was bout the dough for show I'm like a wolf among sheep, it's on me I'm hungry Stepping on hands and toes pardon me baby Gotta eat, I feel you hating on me though Why me? coz only big dogs can roll You're like an old can of coke, buzz already dead Kleen Cut, Paperboys, and it's over your head We f*ck making noise, live for dough Do a free show? How I gon supply my ho? She is high maitainence, I got five fake friends Talking all nice, but they don't make sense I've never seen your face, but you wanna shake hands It's all good, got nothing but love for fans Y'all like beast, use roars and growls, forcing howls Kleen Cut never caused a fowl Get strict saying f*ck you's with nouns and vowels Never loose, so I don't need towels I don't fold I'm pleased to say Get home write rhymes that seems to pay You know the sh**'s over when you hear that sound. *huh huh* We moving up and you just went down We're moving on up, it's our time to shine Blasting J's in your face and we pa** it round Now I know you're hating on me though Who knew that we was bout the dough for show I'm like a wolf among sheep, it's on me I'm hungry Stepping on hands and toes pardon me baby Gotta eat, I feel you hating on me though Why me? coz only big dogs can roll Ey yo, thinking may hurt, don't do to much of it I'm Kleen Cut, that's who you f*cking with Crunk it up, Y'all know y'all loving it You know what? What you got, you're struck with it Yeah, you ain't gon change at all While I just got better, new name and all: They call me sharpshooter, Kleen-Eastwood, J-letter Nice flow, who the f*ck sounds better? sh** I'm spelling to cross elements, yelling like lost elephants Sell'em some force, tell'em of course we floss elegance Meddle with boss-pelicans, secret intelligence And I dwell on my tours relevance, creeping through settlements And I'm peeping on sleeping residents, wake'em up Whoever's fronting, tape him shut Keep'em jumping, show them how to make a cut These haters are fake as f*ck, got no problem burning my bridges They better chill before we turn'em religious I ain't earning no digits, ain't a happy man, still I'm making it happen The capitan, k**ing tracks in front of clapping fans Rappers like a factory brand, we ship'em back to Japan They can't f*ck with this immaculate scam! We're moving on up, it's our time to shine Blasting J's in your face and we pa** it round Now I know you're hating on me though Who knew that we was bout the dough for show I'm like a wolf among sheep, it's on me I'm hungry Stepping on hands and toes pardon me baby Gotta eat, I feel you hating on me though Why me? coz only big dogs can roll We're moving on up, it's our time to shine Blasting J's in your face and we pa** it round Now I know you're hating on me though Who knew that we was bout the dough for show I'm like a wolf among sheep, it's on me I'm hungry Stepping on hands and toes pardon me baby Gotta eat, I feel you hating on me though Why me? coz only big dogs can roll