Moving On

Life don't change, just the people in it do fade Life don't change, just the people in it do fade Life don't change, just the people in it do fade Life don't change, just the people in it do fade [Verse 1] I said wakin' up without a dollar hurts, dogs holla I'm hurt, dog, my pride, got a lot so my mouth silent I remember me and mama lived in hotels I remember the ingredients to slow down I spike the punch, indigestion when it go down Fucked up but it's green lights all a-fuckin'-round The same moment, then got put on for my fuckin' town See the locals shittin' on a nigga like some fuckin' clowns Remember? When you used to ask for advice From me, now your ego blowin' mad bright But just remember who screwed in the damn light Had to shake my fam loose cause the fam wasn't tight It's never wrong over right Shit, this was opportunity To gain power, knowledge, money, love, but where's the unity? When the rain made mud, your mothafuckin' sneakers clean [Hook] If the time ever comes where you turn your back, I'm movin' on (Life don't change, just the people in it do fade) All them times you were given their all or more, I gotta go (Life don't change, just the people in it do fade) [Verse 2] Wakin' up without a father but you're still livin' What's worse, dog, I got your fuckin' number, but why bother? You said I wasn't shit and I should prolly quit Pick up a damn tray, how ignorant I gave my last dimes just to fuckin' spit Recognize sacrifice early, somethin' you ain't get Two kids but I ain't pick favorites I told their mamas, "I'ma hold you down, but when I'm fuckin' rich My sons gon' have everything I ain't get Not materials, just time spent, you ain't lent Not rich when it comes to the wealth Pockets thick when it come to the self Esteem, health, I'm burnin', suffer from Hell I fuckin' miss you but I'm wishin' you well What you take isn't worth it to tell The truth, so bye, for life now" [Hook] [Verse 3] I said wakin' up without a conscience, what the fuck, girl? You got me good, I gave your ass my all but it wasn't power I'm startin' to think you got a thing for rappers Never believed my heart was given to a Bible Workin' in the Big Apple while you got your apple chopped Yeah I'm from Atlanta, shoulda got your ass tomahawked But the heart and mind fused so I took a lonely walk Shit... Lookin' like a damn fool, Sequoyah, how dare you? Be the one I brought my kids 'round, you was ran through Now you love me... like the other bitches Tryna convince me... you ain't the other bitches How do I believe that? I got a model bitch now and you see that Where's your pedestal? Ay, where's your pedestal? [Hook]