Donnis, XV - Move On lyrics

I think it’s time that you move on
Somebody tell these niggas that it’s over
So pack it up and then
Move on, this time around
It’s only getting colder
Shorty, sit your ass down, shorty
Sit your ass down you had your run
You had your run and now you’re done
I think it’s time that you move on
Somebody tell these niggas that it’s over

Aye, aye, aye keep it moving shorty
Ain’t nothing to see here
But see that you are closer to
The bottom than may appear
You think that everybody know your name, boy
This ain’t Cheers
We’ll take your little spot
This here is musical chairs
When the music stop
We back to the block so we don’t care about
Your chain or that little car you got
Failure’s not an option
It’s more a promise for these other niggas
Surely that can’t be for Donnis, yeah
That’s for whatchmacallit
Spitting them candy bars
Niggas’ minds is on Mars
I can hear you haters
Snickering, giggling, lonely, i live close
You so Gilligan and I’m so fly
I’m on top of my shit again
Thank you very much
Your ship set sail and then it sunk
In memory of you, we pop bottles
And light blunts, I lied, no we don’t
You just another pussy rapper
Gone, until you are, we dedicate this song

I get going when I go in
Got bad bitches on my groin
Oh, you and that girl go out
So? Why she about to go into
That whip that I be rolling
While video game controlling? She posted
Up like she posing
My Lindsey but no Lohan and
My flow is Grey’s Anatomy
For slow ones, man, I body it
I’m on my Konami shit
One inch punch karate kicks
See my way like lobbyists or Gotti’s kids
In all honest-ness
I’m quiet as a mouse with my modest-ness
So catch up like a condiment
You don’t know my accomplishments
Taking over villages, burning down cottages
Selling out venues and panty
Raiding at colleges
Playing Raiden on Mortal Kombat ain’t
Even as shocking as this
Vizzy here, busy year, we raising our toasts
Up in that bread like raisins in
Toast, losing, I don’t do that, i been here
How could I move back to that city
That I move at? You new cats, i think that

See, many men get fifty cent and
Think they got a dollar
I say they should see Dre or any other doctor
To prescribe they ass some medicine if
They think they better than
My sign’s always greater than
There can’t be no equal
Yup, or a lesser evil
I dare devils to come test me
I am so Evil Kenevil, vroom
Way above you niggas
I am married to the game
You got wedding day jitters
She got jive, breasts and thighs
I only fuck with Misses Winners
Nah, I don’t fuck with chicken head hoes
Higher education
But know how to drop it low
Keep that Libra balance
Fuck me like a Scorpio
All I do is win according to my horoscope
Yeah, we in the building, get with the
Program and stop being a doorman dom, man
I built it ground up, copy the floor
Plan, you already copied the flow, damn