"Moving Different" lyrics
(performed by Big Sean, Hit-Boy & JuJu Ozbourne)
Movin' different (Woah), movin' different (Woah, woah)
I'm movin' different (B-I-G, man), movin' different (Straight up, look)
My bitch can't have no belly, bankroll better not have no ones
Nigga, they tell me to be responsible with this check, I'm buyin'— (Hold up)
Act like I don't know days
Nigga, I want the whole loaf, I don't want no crumb (Hold up)
Nigga, I'm tryna ball, hell yeah, I want it all, we come from none (None)
Pretty ass nigga, how could I not be cocky? I ain't never been dumped (Dump)
I'm takin' a break from fuckin' my girl to go fuck the world and I made the bitch cum (Whoa)
Text pourin' in like, "I'm proud of ya"
I'm locked in, I'm the prototype, there's no reply to ya
These niggas wanna carbon copy us
R.I.P. the real ride or die, rather ride and keep shit alive for ya
If I love ya then I'ma fly to ya
Go through rainy days just to keep all the eyes dry for ya
Stunt hard, Jean-Claude Van Damme, band dance, tied up like I'm '05 San-San
How they sleep on me but I seen every dream come true? I'm Sandman
Got five this bitch and we kickin' it bigger like the other Ant-Man
Born in March so, yes, I'm walkin' on beats
And yes, I'm steppin' on shit, but I can't dance
Beat the whole block down 'til this shit K.O.'d
Niggas'll show you what they ain't, though
Especially when you take time off and lay low
I done see every day 'cept a halo
That's why I keep straps on me like Halo
That's why niggas around me on payroll
That's why I keep real ones that I pray for
Fuck you mean you drinkin' a Fanta?
Where I'm from they pourin' up Faygo
I'm from Detroit where the sky's grey, ho
So you gotta be your own beam of light
So you can shine brighter, show niggas the way, though
Pray you get all of your goals
Me? I'm already goals
They don't see all of the hard work
They just see all of the results, lil' bitch
Pray you get all of your goals
Me? I'm already goals
They don't see all of the hard work (Boy)
They just see all of the results
My bitch can't have no belly, bankroll better not have no ones
Nigga, they tell me to be responsible with this check, I'm buyin' guns
Got a bitch who used to sell it and break the bread down with her son
Nigga, can tell the niggas who got it from all the niggas that ain't know nothin'
Hmm, yeah, back on Fig, back in the slums
Love the smell of fuck-nigga burnin' bridge (Ah), shit like my blunt
We with two K's like I'm Lil' Fizz
Nigga, bum-bum-bum on the race to the racks, but it feel like Fast and the Furious
Nigga, which one?
Which bitch would try me? It's off with your head (Blam)
Who wanna get smug? Young nigga pop up on ya like breakfast in bed
And serve you at lunch, startin' to think life too short to be workin' a gig
Ten-thousand a month
That's not enough, rude as fuck
I might trust, I might bust
I like buffs, I might puff all that luck
Your life sucks, I like sluts
I like cuts (Hold up), jump out the truck (Hold up)
Twiced up (Hold up), talkin' 'bout—
My bitch can't have no belly, bankroll better not have no ones
Nigga, they tell me to be responsible with this check, I'm buyin' guns
Pray you get all of your goals
Me? I'm already goals
They don't see all of the hard work (Boy)
They just see all of the results
Movin' different (Woah), movin' different (Woah, woah)
I'm movin' different (Boy, whoa), movin' different
My bitch can't have no belly, bankroll better not have no ones
Nigga, they tell me to be responsible with this check, I'm buyin' guns
I'm movin' different (B-I-G, man), movin' different (Straight up, look)
My bitch can't have no belly, bankroll better not have no ones
Nigga, they tell me to be responsible with this check, I'm buyin'— (Hold up)
Act like I don't know days
Nigga, I want the whole loaf, I don't want no crumb (Hold up)
Nigga, I'm tryna ball, hell yeah, I want it all, we come from none (None)
Pretty ass nigga, how could I not be cocky? I ain't never been dumped (Dump)
I'm takin' a break from fuckin' my girl to go fuck the world and I made the bitch cum (Whoa)
Text pourin' in like, "I'm proud of ya"
I'm locked in, I'm the prototype, there's no reply to ya
These niggas wanna carbon copy us
R.I.P. the real ride or die, rather ride and keep shit alive for ya
If I love ya then I'ma fly to ya
Go through rainy days just to keep all the eyes dry for ya
Stunt hard, Jean-Claude Van Damme, band dance, tied up like I'm '05 San-San
How they sleep on me but I seen every dream come true? I'm Sandman
Got five this bitch and we kickin' it bigger like the other Ant-Man
Born in March so, yes, I'm walkin' on beats
And yes, I'm steppin' on shit, but I can't dance
Beat the whole block down 'til this shit K.O.'d
Niggas'll show you what they ain't, though
Especially when you take time off and lay low
I done see every day 'cept a halo
That's why I keep straps on me like Halo
That's why niggas around me on payroll
That's why I keep real ones that I pray for
Fuck you mean you drinkin' a Fanta?
Where I'm from they pourin' up Faygo
I'm from Detroit where the sky's grey, ho
So you gotta be your own beam of light
So you can shine brighter, show niggas the way, though
Pray you get all of your goals
Me? I'm already goals
They don't see all of the hard work
They just see all of the results, lil' bitch
Pray you get all of your goals
Me? I'm already goals
They don't see all of the hard work (Boy)
They just see all of the results
My bitch can't have no belly, bankroll better not have no ones
Nigga, they tell me to be responsible with this check, I'm buyin' guns
Got a bitch who used to sell it and break the bread down with her son
Nigga, can tell the niggas who got it from all the niggas that ain't know nothin'
Hmm, yeah, back on Fig, back in the slums
Love the smell of fuck-nigga burnin' bridge (Ah), shit like my blunt
We with two K's like I'm Lil' Fizz
Nigga, bum-bum-bum on the race to the racks, but it feel like Fast and the Furious
Nigga, which one?
Which bitch would try me? It's off with your head (Blam)
Who wanna get smug? Young nigga pop up on ya like breakfast in bed
And serve you at lunch, startin' to think life too short to be workin' a gig
Ten-thousand a month
That's not enough, rude as fuck
I might trust, I might bust
I like buffs, I might puff all that luck
Your life sucks, I like sluts
I like cuts (Hold up), jump out the truck (Hold up)
Twiced up (Hold up), talkin' 'bout—
My bitch can't have no belly, bankroll better not have no ones
Nigga, they tell me to be responsible with this check, I'm buyin' guns
Pray you get all of your goals
Me? I'm already goals
They don't see all of the hard work (Boy)
They just see all of the results
Movin' different (Woah), movin' different (Woah, woah)
I'm movin' different (Boy, whoa), movin' different
My bitch can't have no belly, bankroll better not have no ones
Nigga, they tell me to be responsible with this check, I'm buyin' guns
