Makin' Moves (JR's Dirty Version) [feat. King Mez & Roc Marciano]

Yeah

Fresh air

They say I speak what I feel

Tell 'em they ain't never lied

Living evidence, real music never died

I be leading regiments onto the beaches through the tide

Unveiling victory like what they do to brides

For the Lord's will and by the scriptures he provides

But I war still, this indecisiveness inside

To do what everybody do or fight for righteousness in stride

Take the hard route 'cause it supplements my pride

While I'm out to make my bread like a pizza parlor

And if you try to stop it, I bet you you need your armor

So intelligent, competition never even bother

They all know the king cold like Frieza's father

I'm a martyr, dead to the ways of the world

That mean I'm smarter than you trusting all the ways of your girl

When you see bears thinking how you making her curl

She only see sea bears, you just stay for the pearls

Like that

Get cash, get it fast and invest

That's all that I do (All that I do)

So if you look and you see it like I'm shook

Then never mind you (Never mind you)

Yeah, I like to stay clean but the reason for my dream

Is way beyond you (Way beyond you)

If it ain't about uplifting, homie, I don't listen

Whether the time too

They say that time flies when you having fun

Stacking ones, rapping to drums, laughing to some

They thought I'd have to become that

Classy nigga, drug dealer, gunman

Still not out, the game keep calling

Street corners need three keys for the shortage

Uh, 'cause when it comes to that cabbage

Nobody cares where did you get it long as you have it

So before you pass judgment

Like you above men that hustle just to touch chips

Lack of guidance, bad diet

Instead of buying life insurance, we cop black diamonds

I can recall hoes shitting on us

When our whips wasn't foreign, I was Mr. Tall

So now when I'm dipping in Porsches