Z-Ro, Big Mello - Move Around / Keep On Doin' It lyrics

Uh uh what, uh uh
I gotta hustle mayn, I gotta hustle mayn
Uh I gotta hustle mayn, come on come on

I wake up early in the morning
Thank the Lord for the day
Proceed to bleed the block
Cause I gotta stay paid
See I'm on it, nobody gonna do for me
What I'ma do for me, gotta feed my family
See I hit the streets, and connect with G's
Hitting stangs po'ing trees
Getting love from fiends
I ain't selling no dreams
I get the cream for the team making moves
All my hustlers I know you feel me
While they dropping them screens
I'm out here dropping them things
I got no time to bling bling
I'm in it to ching ching
Could say I'm bout the paper mayn
The cash the feddy
All feddy in this game, but I'm so so heavy
Can't trip I can't slip
And if you snooze you lose
In the dope or the liquor, baby need my shoes
Now be nice dykes, backdo' that thang
Point understood
While I'm picking up my change

I can't fall off, I've come so far
I can't look back, I must move on
I keep on pushing, keep on grooving
Ain't no stopping, keep on doing it

I'm out here on the block
Still pumping and grinding i gotta get it
If I gotta get dirty and grimey
By any means I'ma do it, stay true to it
See nothing could stop me
I keep it flowing like fluid
I pursue it see I grab it
And I snatch it and stack it
Keep my eyes on these jackers
Cause they itching to grab me i'm bar none
If they coming then they better come with it
I ain't tripping no mo'
These haters gonna have to kill me
See I work too hard
To let a hater come and take mine
I don't give a damn bout time
And cross the line fa sho
It go down playa, God as my witness
Cross me or my family
Now I'ma take care my bidness
It's survival of the fittest
Down in the Clutch City
No pity down here, we get down to the gritty
Come through like Vecard, nation of Smitty
Make em feel me from New York
To that Mo City

You see the hustle don't stop
The crime don't quit
I flip the script, and had to get the legit
Don't get it twisted
It's another way gotta stay paid
I still live the good life
Thanks to Gene and J
Every way is my way, see I ball with the team
Now we mash for cream, so we can have things
Maintain my focus, and I evade the traps
And many wanna see me relapse
I never collapse already they be hating
So I'm cocked and ready
While I'm flipping through this saint john
Biscuit and jelly
All my homies in the streets
Keep on doing your thang
See game peep game, you got to maintain
It feel good to be free
Now you can take it from me
You see life ain't a dream
Things ain't always what it seems
Stay alert my niggas
Don't let em see you sweat peep the game
From the certified Southside vet