Keep it Moving

[Intro] Any nigga that ever looked at me wrong Owes me money, or ever said any jealous bullshit about me is fucking dead [Verse 1: Tombstone] Where were you when I was facin' frustration Back and forth across the floor pacin' Dream chasin' told that I was time wastin' Fucked up with my mind encased in dark thoughts While others laughed and tossed darts Leaking blood surrounded by these fucking sharks I do not recall a time you ever tried to lend a hand Or even sat to help me out and give your thoughts towards a plan Suddenly when things begin to take flight, I see a bit of daylight You're acting like you always had my back, right? Fuck outta here with all that Johnny-coming-lately shit No tolerance for it, fall back, or quickly in your face I’ll spit Now who the fuck is this? Rolling on me with some stupid owe me list Cancel Christmas; shut the door; you don’t exist I am unapproachable, except for those I know is true And rallied right behind me every time I had a show to do Or dropped some knowledge that inspired me to grow some more And I don’t have to say their names cause all of them will know the score [Verse 2: Napalm Hyru] Y'all know the routine, top of the morning fuckers I got enough dead weight and I don't need another's People get in their feelings and start talkin' reckless Goin' at your neck like they fuckin' tryna steal your necklace To tell the truth, ayo I saw ya in different light Like examinin' hotel rooms that's under a black light Imma be the bigger person, not play the "blame game" Cuz you and I both know, I could've done the same thing Imma maintain, keep it movin' expeditiously No more attention I will pay you, no need to request a fee And basically, you live in glass houses, then own windex Make sure your shit is clean, before ya fuckers try to judge the next But yeah you tried it though, left me with a couple scars Then time healed those wounds I constructed these bars All is forgiven, but not forgettin' those petty dealings Not bad for a man who isn't in touch with his feelings [Verse 3: Adekwit] Drinking this liquor while I'm on my medication To release the stress, aggression and all the aggravation To Hulk smash their opinions about how I won't make it They can right click, scroll down, and fucking save it Cause when I was on my dick Nobody gave a shit Before I got back into hip-hop I was contemplating licks Driving my civic in the streets Live, paper chasing Now I'm dedicated to rhyming, niggas saying that I'm changing? Damn man, can't seem to satisfy anybody Should I make my art a business or treat it as a hobby? They don't know about the nights I was sleeping next to my shotty Funny how I trusted that more than I did anybody Mad, I don't shout you out Or get up on your features? To be honest with you bruh My nigga I don't need ya I never asked for a favor For you to have my back, bitch So keep it moving I don't owe yo ass jack-shit! [Outro: Adekwit and (Napalm)] So y'all check this shit out, man (check this shit out, man) To me, loyalty means everything (everything) That's why I fuck with Tomb, that's why I fuck with Napalm (You already know) You know what I'm talking about? (Yeah, family nigga) Yo, we gon' keep this shit movin' (Keep it movin') And all y'all fuck niggas that think we owe y'all something We don't owe ya'll nothin' (not a goddamn thing) (Yup, I mean that)