[Hook: C-Mob] (x2)
Keep it movin
Till you make it to the top
Keep it movin
Get your paper never stop
Keep it movin
Fuck that hating get your guap
Keep it movin
Gotta keep it movin

[Verse 1: C-Mob]
I'mma make it to the top
Get my money never stop
Gotta fill that bank account
On a mission for the guap
Haters wanna see me flop
That's all they think about
And they wanna try to stop my momentum
But I keep it moving better get up off of my back quick
If you really wanna try to get up in the middle of me making money motherfucker suck a fat dick
I'mma be up late tonight
Cause I gotta get my paper right
Got the .45 on my hip in case a hater wanna come and try to take my life
Cause you gotta bе ready when the еnemy comes
They're mad you're stacking bread
And when they attack if they come in a pack I'll pull a MAC instead
I'm keeping it moving
Got massive amounts of my legend my engine won't break down
My motive is money
From mourning the moonlight
I'm on it, how much can I make now?
The clock it is ticking I gotta get kicking
My time here on earth it is limited
If you wanna trip on how I get my group when they come through a shit I'm not giving it
Money is a motherfucking mission and I'm driven cause I gotta get a house for my family to live in and I wanna have a business when it opens cut the ribbon and no matter hard it is I will never give in
I wanna have the house of my dreams and the money as a means
So I'm pursuing the paper and no matter how many haters I'm keeping it moving
[Hook: C-Mob] (x2)
Keep it movin
Till you make it to the top
Keep it movin
Get your paper never stop
Keep it movin
Fuck that hating get your guap
Keep it movin
Gotta keep it movin

[Verse 2: T-Rock]
I'm dealing make a trip and just celebrate
You never have to wonder when the poverty are taking these losses
I'm here to say the game don't stop till the game gone flop and it get toast up in a coffin
Hawking
Dealing with the misery from day to day but I believe in taking actions instead of talking
Really giving ain't about me making no residuals
Then it's don't even you to say a word keep walking
Keep it moving
Time's ticking and I'm running out of chances
Or I can fill a heart standing on a canvas
I'm out here selling dope like I never had a deal
Cause the record label treated with the masses
And these hoes ain't no better
As it go I'mma get it and the officer none wanting a go-getter
When it all was a dream they didn't wanna be down by the team
Cause the n***a had no cheddar
I've been dealing with the envy and the disdain
Gram for revolution and children for a quick change
Burn the bottom of the barrel all the way unto the king of the mountain
A n***a doing big things
Now a n***a straight stunting on they ass
Riding dirty with 200 on the dash
Gunning for the cash
Doubled up again and again repeatedly and you wanna know the math
I'm getting to the cash
Hotel room full of hoes on the flo' and my lungs full of [guts to?] smoke
Sick crack set fire to the streets and I'll let you find the whole rap game like a thunder bolt (okay)
Got a whole lotta options and neither one of them motherfuckers got anything to do with losing
I'mma stay up on my hustle with a positive mentality no matter what I got to
[Hook: C-Mob] (x2)
Keep it movin
Till you make it to the top
Keep it movin
Get your paper never stop
Keep it movin
Fuck that hating get your guap
Keep it movin
Gotta keep it movin

[Verse 3: C-Mob]
I'm the oldest of nine kids
And then I have also got three of my own
I'm trynna make money for all of em I gotta focus and be in my zone
If you wanna battle me, change your mentality
You better leave it alone
If you wanna trip then I go for the hip and then you will be seeing the chrome
Making you bitter cause I am a gritter
My neck of the woods I'm the pick of the litter
A certified hustler and a go getter but you never go you just sit on the shitter
Now how can you figure that I'm not a spitter
The hate it is growing inside of you bigger
You need to just pull out your pistol and put it to your head and then get to pulling the trigger
Cause you're nothing but a simp
I'mma leave you with a limp, do you really wanna yap your gums?
You don't want it with me and on top of that my folks'll blow out your back for fun
I move like locomotives
I can't be broke or shorted
Hard times and hard liquor my click it is thick and plus me and my folks are loaded
I still pack Glocks
I'm trying to move from the blacktop to the jackpot
With a fat knot
And I'm moving my music like crack rocks
Every day is a blessing I could be the next one the reapers choosing
So until I'm dead and gone believe I'mma keep it moving
[Hook: C-Mob] (x2)
Keep it movin
Till you make it to the top
Keep it movin
Get your paper never stop
Keep it movin
Fuck that hating get your guap
Keep it movin
Gotta keep it movin