[Chorus: Russ]
I do the walkin'
You do the talkin'
I keep it, I keep it, I keep it movin'
I do the walkin'
You do the talkin'
I keep it, I keep it, I keep it movin'

[Verse 1: Russ]
Control your liquor, you do too much talking
Rap's a sport, but you do too much jockin'
Be smooth around that chick, boy, she's elevated
Be at peace with your self, boy, get meditated
You never jaded right now, boy, hold onto that
'Cause you about to turn up sand you ain't wrong for that
Just remember why you started and what you did it for
You were tryna just vent, fuck an Aventador
You got a lion in you, boy, go 'head, let it roar
Don't be nervous this is it, what you trembling for?
I know you wanna tell those girls that they messed up
I know you wanna flaunt your life for your self doubt
But know that you're the next up

[Chorus: Russ]
I do the walkin'
You do the talkin'
I keep it, I keep it, I keep it movin'
I do the walkin'
You do the talkin'
I keep it, I keep it, I keep it movin'
I do the walkin'
You do the talkin'
I keep it, I keep it, I keep it movin'
I do the walkin'
You do the talkin'
I keep it, I keep it, I keep it movin'
[Verse 2: Russ]
I know some family secrets
Got ya whole perspective changing
I know you lost a couple people
I know it's devastating
I know you make a couple songs
Just to cope with it
I know some people get offended
Boy, just go with it
I know you spend a lotta money that you might regret
But don't feel bad you made some moments that you won't forget
I know you juggling a lot, I know you drink too much
Boy, calm down it ain't life or death
Don't think too much

[Chorus: Russ]
I do the walkin'
You do the talkin'
I keep it, I keep it, I keep it movin'
I do the walkin'
You do the talkin'
I keep it, I keep it, I keep it movin'

[Verse 3: John Anthony]
I heard that scared money
Don't make no money
Oh you wanted more
You gon' take some from me
Yo Russ lemme front you on this zip
I guess that I'm the pimp if this life's a bitch
N***as tell me John talk that shit
From Ben Franks to the Washington's
Godly flow but this sin on fleek
N***as tell me just spend don't teach
Everything we find we keep
What the hell would this reverend preach
With the devil all in my reach
If God is here then his armors breached
Million angels in my movie seats
Boy I made it off of Pryor
Where it's easier making it outta' fire
Where dope dealings a form of college
Guess Eve feeding me her papaya
From the masses to the messiah
[Chorus: Russ]
I do the walkin'
You do the talkin'
I keep it, I keep it, I keep it movin'
I do the walkin'
You do the talkin'
I keep it, I keep it, I keep it movin'