Pras
Move On (I’m Leaving)
New prakazrel shit right now
*laughter* yeah
We out the gates
Born card it's all straight
We out the gates
Recreate
Refugee camp
Prakazrel dirty cash
John forte compilation
Time to wake up the nation
Here we go baby

[Verse 1 John Forte]
Ayo one love straight up seven of them
Nights vines in California red wine
Many women attempt to be friend
My brother deep in
Exactly what you see in
Without the game that politicians aim at
No dig, you’re eatin' pig, run will we move fakers
I'm on a jеt from Jamaica to las Vegas
You see me shiny shine fortе mind you
Two ninety nine deaf, dumb and blind
I medina prince limo ride with tints
Get sent back, trying to play both sides of the fence
A singer who W-O-P low-key strap tight to my chest in the clubs for free
Graduated from the streets mackin’ cool I'll leave
And when you take about my fam you should ask how deep
Now what you see is what you sweat you can drink Moet
But wild out and watch yourself cause you might get wet
[Chorus]
Move on
Move on
Seems like as soon as my job is done
Lt's time to make another run
Move on
Move on
Seems like as soon as my job is done
Lt's time to make another run

[Verse 2 Pras]
Many days I walk for miles like Isaac Hayes
Run relays, when your team gets delayed
She keep a magnum by the ashtray
When pras comes to visit with john forte
(what is that? come on man)
Dining nine tinder fine, five star cuisine
Stretch double R invisible limousine
Riding down your block never to be seen
The supreme dream team is a money machine
You're a fiend I'm king, watch me do my thing
Money like De Niro, the squad subzero
Chicken parmigiana hero eating while I'm winning
I've been living, my team still in
Still wishing, still bitching, still fishing, still snitching
Penny pension havin’ meetings in your kitchen
Send my man storty, clips through your body
Choose on [?] hunting you like [?]
Excuse me
[Chorus]
Move on
Move on
Seems like as soon as my job is done
Lt’s time to make another run
Move on
Move on
Seems like as soon as my job is done
Lt's time to make another run

Move on
Move on
So rainy days, please go away
I’ll paperchase another day

[Verse 3 Pras & John Forte]
Forget the dreamhouse, forget the cash, fuck the new ride
Swallow my pride in the days of our lives
I will survive whether wanted dead or alive
I've got money in the and money to thrive

Play foul, get hurt the most, that's why we keep our circle close
Work first and party later, it's a day today affair
Think not, I beg to differ I’ve seen drunk club niggers
Will provide the status of a man and later on leave him stiff (stiffer)
[Chorus]
Move on
Move on
Seems like as soon as my job is done
Lt's time to make another run
Move on
Move on
Seems like as soon as my job is done
Lt's time to make another run
1997
About to hit 'em
About to hit 'em
Making moves yeah
Let 'em know
So what
Let's bounce
Let's bounce to this beat son
N***a what! what!
Continue
Ayo let me hear that from the top