[Intro]
Yeah… yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Move out the way — I can’t take no more.
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[Hook]
Move out the way ’cause I can’t take no more,
Tired of thinkin’ what I do ain’t relatable.
I’m scared to choose which way to go,
’Cause when you look around, we all chasin’ highs,
Half of us runnin’ from the lows.
Not everybody built for the fight, I know,
But some of us learn how to take control —
Yeah, that’s life with the highs and lows.
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[Verse 1]
Some of y’all ain’t struggled and it show — must be nice.
What’s not nice is judgin’ other people’s life.
Some hate on folks grindin’ for they goals,
Can’t clap for nobody ’cause your pockets feel cold.
If I’m insensitive — nah, truth exposin’ you.
It get cold when reality get closin’ in on you.
We lie like “stand on business only this much,”
Then let opinions wrap around our neck like a clutch.
I’m cuttin’ ties — watch who you turn into.
Get around people who lift you, not limit you.
Stop actin’ like someone else’s joy offendin’ you —
Their life ain’t hurtin’ you, why it bother you?
I’m big on love and respect, I’m cut different.
My dreams cost blood, sweat, tears — so listen.
Blessings ain’t luck, it’s discipline and grit.
I’m just givin’ game, take what fits.
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[Hook]
Move out the way ’cause I can’t take no more,
Tired of thinkin’ what I do ain’t relatable.
I’m scared to choose which way to go,
’Cause when you look around, we all chasin’ highs,
Half of us runnin’ from the lows.
Not everybody built for the fight, I know,
But some of us rise up and take control —
Yeah, that’s life with the highs and lows.
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[Verse 2]
Some of y’all got too much pride to ask for help.
You pour into everybody — but never into yourself.
Some take advantage of anyone at every step,
Keep that up, ain’t gon’ have nobody left.
What do I know?
Like I ain’t messed up, like I ain’t felt low,
Like I ain’t questioned my worth years ago.
Took a hundred losses ’fore I liked my own skin,
A hundred nights thinkin’ maybe I don’t fit in.
Healing take time — the process ugly.
Some days fine, some days this city cuts me.
Had to separate fake from real in my mind,
Had to reboot my hope when I damn near flatlined.
I prayed like, “Lord, give me somethin’ to hold.”
Life was trash ’cause I was stuck in my own mold.
Thought I wasn’t enough, thought I’d never evolve —
But every fall came with a little resolve.
If you want advice: fall twice, get up stronger.
This yo’ life — you in or you wander?
What we talkin’ ’bout? Time don’t wait longer.
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[Hook – Final]
Move out the way ’cause I can’t take no more.
Tired of thinkin’ what I do ain’t relatable.
I’m scared to choose which way to go.
We all want the highs, tryna outrun the lows.
Not everybody fight, some never take control —
But this the truth of livin’ through highs and lows.
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