Moving

There comes a point in life

Where you gotta learn to keep it moving

And what I mean by that is

You can't look at a problem

You gotta look through a problem

You see, the minute you stop, you're dying

The minute you understand that

Well, then you can start to live

Bugzy Malone

You know

Watch this

Nobody's doing this for me

Not even behind closed doors

Nobody's stopping this army

'Cause that's gonna start wars

I hear they wanna know my story

But they don't wanna know yours

That's 'cause I made music to make me feel good

Not to go on tours

But I hear that my tour's just been booked

And I'ma make dough

I've never had money in the bank

Now I'm looking at a screen, just watching it grow

Along with my confidence

'Cause these days I walk with a toxic glow

I remember the days

When I couldn't come out my house 'cause I felt so low

But, wait, I was sittin' on the one-four-two

Or was it the one-four-three?

Looking at my Sony Ericsson walkman phone

Nobody rang me

Then I look at my Nokia

'Cause you know, say that I made money on the streets

But when you're in a bad place, you don't wanna show face

And you don't wanna make P

So, I just made music

Ask Ali Kareem, I was a studio freak

I fell asleep on the sofa

And I drifted into the deepest sleep

I dreamed that I was in solitary confinement

And I was back in Stoke Heath

There's where I met failure

And it's also where I nearly left my dreams

But I kept it moving

I kept on trying, but I just kept losing

More time, I'll be in my Beamer, cruising

Sometimes I drop the top

Just to remind myself that I'm on top

Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it moving

(Swear down, swear down)

I kept on trying, but I just kept losing

(Swear down, swear down)

More time, I'll be in my Beamer, cruising

(Swear down, swear down)

Sometimes I drop the top

(Swear down, swear down)

Just to remind myself that I'm on top

Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it moving

(Swear down)

Swear down, it's like man wanna see me slow down

It's like they wanna see me break down

Like an old Vauxhall with a rattling sound

But there's no way that I'm gonna turn 'round

More to the point, do they think I'm a clown?

Do they think that I made all this money on the road

To keep walking 'round my hometown?

As if I don't wanna see the rest of the world

As if I wanna see my brother get killed

As if I didn't keep couple toasters around me

Just in case someone has to get grilled

I think they forget that I come from a place so bad

That people rarely escape

And the way that I broke the mold

I swear I'm like Superman with no cape

You're looking at a walking legend

And that's mad 'cause they just don't know it yet

I seen my mom break down through owing debt

Till the point that my head was going west

But when I seen my uncle drop the top on that Beamer

I was so impressed that I hit the road with no regrets

And I had to do loads of CS

'Cause I was a persistent young offender

I hit the road on my own agenda

Nobody could tell me what to do

'Cause if I got grounded, I'd jump out the window

Heard that my dad could ride a ninja, so I started riding

I was brought up on loads of lies

I thought my little sister's dad was mine

But I kept it moving

I kept on trying, but I just kept losing

More time, I'll be in my Beamer, cruising

Sometimes I drop the top

Just to remind myself that I'm on top

Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it moving

(Swear down, swear down)

I kept on trying, but I just kept losing

(Swear down, swear down)

More time, I'll be in my Beamer, cruising

(Swear down, swear down)

Sometimes I drop the top

(Swear down, swear down)

Just to remind myself that I'm on top

Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it moving

(Swear down)