Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Move, artist - Steel Tipped Dove
Date of issue: 26.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Don't Move |
Beautiful, ain’t it? |
But, don’t come where I live, you won’t like it here |
Unless you come ready to give |
Unless you come ready, don’t move where I live |
I been here for ages, it’s not for the taking |
I like it, I can’t find another just like it |
The blink of an eye |
Another that’s nothing like I |
Came eyeballin', bet they’ll be raising the price |
The city on my back like Passion of Christ |
I stumble to carry it against th eyes |
I know you think you fittin' to pull a real slick job |
But nah, niggas rally real aware round hurr |
And out there, little league right across the street |
They tryna take it to the Nth degree |
Like Lil Bo Peep when she lost her sheep |
Third Ward is a place that I plan to keep |
It’s me, it bleeds |
Beautiful, ain’t it? |
But, don’t come where I live, you won’t like it here |
Unless you come ready to give |
Unless you come ready, don’t move where I live |
I been here for ages, it’s not for the taking |
I like it, I can’t find another just like it |
The rent is too cheap, can actually afford to eat |
I know you ain’t from here but sheesh, shit |
Honestly, I’m tryna live |
You move to the city, you new to the city |
Your new neighbors don’t look like none of your friends |
Already moved once and movin' again |
Yeah, I like it here |
You can come too, but you should be aware |
That yeah, it could use a little repair |
But that for me to move in |
None of us, not even one of us |
Beautiful, ain’t it? |
But, don’t come where I live, you won’t like it here |
Unless you come ready to give |
Unless you come ready, don’t move where I live |
All of my sins |
It’s got to give |
I’m tryna live, they tryna get |
Me out the crib, own a new place |
Mama a place, Papa, he chillin', my nigga is straight |
I need to pay him, he still in the street |
You know the way |
All I know niggas gotta find a way |
, proud of somethin' |
They all gon', but they ain’t gon' say shit |
Just to let in some faces, faded |
Quicker they take it, face it |
Liquor store, liquor store, prayin' |
Tryna make ways in, need some dollars for my safeties |
I’ma go get it and save it |
Pay out your favors, |
Tell me what’s mine, Allah no take it |
These must be the reparations |
Cheesin' all these dead faces |
We been in cages, still in the coop |
But at the table I’m able to scoop |
Heavy we halo, but |
Thinking is only gon' make it that harder for you |
That’s on, that speaker, one, two |
Beautiful, ain’t it? |
But, don’t come where I live, you won’t like it here |
Unless you come ready to give |
Unless you come ready, don’t move where I live |
I been here for ages, it’s not for the taking |
I like it, I can’t find another just like it |
The blink of an eye |
Another that’s nothing like I |
Came eyeballin', bet they’ll be raising the price |
The city on my back like Passion of Christ |