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van buren records - movin' like i'm pac lyrics

worried bout the fall and the sum of it all
father forgive me for i know not what i do
money ain’t my god
happy ain’t a job
welcome me with open arms
self sabotage
we f+ckin’ b+tches raw
’cause what’s the point of it
if we don’t risking it all
if we don’t risk it all throw some racks in it
throw some racks in it
throw some
throw some racks in it
throw some racks in it
you b+tch n+ggas gettin compromised
we all see it all in due time
all in all my heart in the right place
you spend more time dead than you alive
i’m a real bag chaser
but don’t get it f+cked up like i don’t have a why
like i wouldn’t put that boogie on you
that boogie woogie on you like ah!
i’m a 508 baby, f+ckin hoes for sport
getting money like it’s the 80s
mowalola tee i match the forces on occasion
say what’s on your mind and everybody think you crazy
i can’t be another dumb n+gga chasing co+signs
mouse traps all around the crib it’s not wavy
i don’t have no idols i be looking up to ghost now
movin like i’m pac in 95 i gotta slow down
feel like i’m the golden child and everybody knows it now
like stop playing stupid n+gga ‘fore i bring the ruler out
flygerian, time traveling
i don’t even know what year we in
how you manage it
all them ideas in your head and you still doing damage kid
and by the time you understand the sh+t
a long time
sh+t, what’s gotten into ya
read tibetan scriptures while i sift thru sacred literature
days get sinister, my names getting infamous
rollin big biscuits got me f+ckin up my sentences
judging off the syndicate
the racks is gon be infinite
my necks gon glisten on
execs who don’t be listening
all the walls
caving in
plotted on
by many men
being honest
i ain’t see no solace
since they breakin in
where i crawled out of
i’m shocked, not locked, up in a padded box
or caught up in the back of bars
i contemplate the saddest thoughts
in the mirror actually, where we tend to face the baddest wars
i laugh, while, i’m prepared, to wave flags, like matadors
talk to me mi amor
i just want freedom
he ain’t seem to catch a breather y’all
ain’t respond in weeks
i’m sound asleep
just tryna see tomorrow
belly of the beasts
dodging creatures
tryna creep up on us
uh
sophisticated arrogance
make music for children
and n+ggas in failed marriages
how you f+ck up?
stand up
you embarrassing
your morals out of whack
around jawns, you out of character
committed to the mission
i ain’t losing my stride
ricky said he wants our best
i give my best every time
i’m grateful, and filled with hate
at the same d+mn time
inherited
toussaint is in my flesh i’m alive
uh
completed every single thought
p+ssy do not get involved
women trying to get rid of y’all
built my backbone
throw it back, that’s her favorite sport
connection through a man and a woman
is through a credit card’
more bags
more heels
more meals
swipe again
more fights
more hate
more s+x
swipe again
no goals
more chores
more stress
swipe again
you can’t buy love
i swear all y’all stupid
tim allen, how i show improvement
swear to god my pen is stupid
time to dump out all my roaches
rapper pack is all i’m smoking
swear i make the dumbest choices
shimmy shimmy through the poison
flows passing through the border
demolition man i’m k!lling
every single track, i need my hands sanitized
this is year five, meech ain’t even reaching his prime
i talk sh+t, and give tips
i see you lost in your life
mech bold against the world
i swear to god i won’t die my n+gga
every defeat
every heartbreak
every loss
contains its own origin, it’s own lesson
on how you choose to improve your performance for the future
we as men sometimes forget
we are all in charge of our own destiny & the choices we choose to make
we as men sometimes forget we are kings, that we are gods
let this be the reminder we all need
forever pac

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