Too Much Motion

[Intro]
It's Thirty, come on
What up?
Not gon' get nowhere if you don't go through shit
Come on, it's Thirty, huh (SLAJIDI, turn me up)

[Verse]
Huh, look, you not gon' get nowhere if you don't go through nothin'
Nobody told me nothin', my phone was jumpin'
Huh, I stay strapped, I'd never leave my home with nothin'
I keep chrome in public, and I'm known to bust it
Hmm, ain't no sittin' still right now, I'm havin' too much motion
Huh, if I lose I'm bogus, ain't no losin' focus
Huh, I'm ridin' in a droptop, that mean the roof a goner
Huh, the Glock came with a 50, look like a tumor on it
Huh, I need some homework on niggas, I put a tutor on 'em
Huh, thought she was supposed to ride my face, why she scootin' on it?
Huh, baby told me I'm different, I'm not the average dude
Every time somebody see me, they ask me if I'm the rapper dude
Stop bein' mad, get a bag and go fix your attitude
Known to ride, ain't shit, I damn near know the longitude and latitude
Huh, this ain't a game you wanna enter without an exit plan, huh
You can't trust a bitch nowadays, they have sex with friends
Huh, the dog I got a one-of-one, it got a special plan
My baby spent a couple hours on the beach, she got a special tan
Whatever I can't make a nigga do, my weapon can
I keep two blicks all prepared for when my weapon jam
Huh, my ex sick she thought she left me for a better man
Huh, he tried to rob and got popped, he need a better plan
Huh, I deal with 'bows now, I came up off of shavin' grams
Huh, you tap your feet on top of dope, it ain't no better dance
Come on
Alright, okay, alright
I told her that it's time to go, but I'm gon' let her dance
Huh, yeah, like
She see me bustin' out these bands, I made her wet her pants
Come on, you can't take this shit to the heart, you gotta know the rules
Huh, business biz, friends is friends, don't get the four confused
I remember not havin', I came from holy shoes
The Lord blessed me with this Glock, I keep a holy tool
My braze beatin' my ass, I wanna scratch my scalp
Stop askin' if I'm signin' people, go ask my scout
All you got is 1K, just send a rack for now
You gotta send another K to get the track sent out
Huh, the track slidin' everywhere, I took the traction out
You tried to run off with a bag, I gotta tax him now
Hmm, too many niggas know my whip, I'm finna wrap it now
I don't want smoke with you niggas, I'm into rappin' now

[Outro]
Come on, Real Money Counter, MINE shit, nigga
It's Thirty
Y'all niggas in trouble, man
Come on