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Birdman - Follow My Moves lyrics
[Freeway]I was piss poor, water used to leak in my place
 first we struggled then we hustled till the paper got straight
 Copped weight, place got straight then we chopped it
 up bagged it twelve twelves five eight's
 24/7 on my Kane shit, no half steppin'
 for protection kept my weapon always
 we grind hard and we hopin to catch a charge
 2 lawyers, Frank Minyard on the case
 spank that then we straight
 I'm a neighbourhood legend, Benz waggin with the hatchback
 that was way back before the contract
 my right hand had a red ac legend
 and we stay smokin reefer having marijuana sessions
 we had your bitches gettin high catching contact
 any problem with you guys nickel nine that
 bring my hood everywhere I'm at
 I define reppin
 [Chorus- Freeway]We from the bottom now we shining with jewels
 we keep on grinding and we rhyme like we got something to prove
 but don't follow me, follow my moves yung'un
 don't follow me follow my moves yung'un
 [Birdman]We from the bottom and we grind with tools
 make money everyday, candy paint with jewels nigga
 don't follow me follow my moves yung'un
 don't follow me follow my moves yung'un
 [Birdman - Verse]Fresh paint, (?) hundred rags on the Harley
 and we grind every day big mansions and ferrari's
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 uptown nigga where it all started
 big money big guns out the hallways
 went to hood in something new stuntin everyday
 blowing purple haze with a hundred cake
 with a hundred B's all stacking cheese YM CMB
 with the Louie frames with the curtains back
 in the new phantom stunting like laid back
 born rich, hood rich, cash money, more shit
 MOB UPT, spent a mill on some keys, candy leather seats
 project life, tatts and fleets
 hundred mill, it's what we eat
 [Chorus]
 [Freeway]Put up, shut up, y'all niggas run up
 tag you with the burner for the number 1 stunna
 y'all niggas never had flows like freezer
 nigga please you'll never have cheese like baby
 keys to the phantom not the keys to the mercedes
 last of the Mohicans, I'll be sleeping with the cannon
 I'll wake with it on and quake it on whoever's drawn
 you play with it on, I stay with it on
 nigga try me, put the cannon to his wig
 if he eating now he creeping bring the cannon to his crib
 no doubt we will go on route
 we move out for the money dummy this is how we live
 this is Birdman and Philly free
 we are eating getting money off of words man
 came along way from flipping birds man
 if y'all niggas hatin just let it be
[Chorus]








