Moving

[Intro] It comes a point in life when you gotta learn to keep it moving And what I mean about that is, you can't look at a problem You gotta look through a problem You see the minute you stop, you're dying And the minute you understand that Well, then you can start to live Bugzy Malone, you know Watch this [Verse 1] Nobody's doing this for me Not even behind closed doors Nobody's stopping this army Because 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 tours just been booked And I'm gonna 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 sitting on the 142 Or was it the 143? Looking at my Sony Ericsson Walkman phone Nobody rang me Then I look at my Nokia Cause you know they say I make 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 make 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 That's where I met failure And it's also where I nearly left my dreams [Hook] 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) Just to remind myself that I'm on top (Swear down) Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it moving (Swear down) [Verse 2] Swear down It's like man wanna see me slow down Its like they wanna see my 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 of 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 of toasters around me Just in case some asked 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 mould 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 saw my mum breakdown 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 Because I was a persistent young offender I hit the road on my agenda Nobody could tell me what to do Because if I got grounded, I'd jump out the window Heard 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 [Hook] 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) Just to remind myself that I'm on top (Swear down) Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it moving (Swear down)