[Verse 1] Certain people in my life I used to call friends Now I see they’re not beside me when the long road ends Walking through town, I think about the past How in the hell did I ever make it last? When I hear this beat, it gives me motivation Make enough money, live life on vacation Let the haters hate, that’s what Zach said He’s one of the few who understands the rhymes in my head [Chorus] Keep on moving, you’re in my way Kick dust, hit unfriend, I’ve got nothing to say If you’ve got an opinion, send it through the air I don’t need to see your face, I don’t need you there [Verse 2] If tearing me down is a must, keep it to yourself I’m telling my story, don’t reach for my shelf Stop trying to take away all my glory You think you know me, but you don’t know my story Stop worrying what I will and what I won’t do It has nothing to do with you I’m from the North, now I’m down in the South Stop talking about me, keep my name out your mouth [Chorus] Keep on moving, you’re in my way Kick dust, hit unfriend, I’ve got nothing to say If you’ve got an opinion, send it through the air I don’t need to see your face, I don’t need you there [Verse 3] I’m sick of people acting just like you I’m gonna do things you could never do Writing down rhymes, aiming high for the money Couldn’t care less if you think it’s funny Stop worrying about my situation When these rhymes come out, I’ll be on top of the nation You’ll hear Tim Rose on the radio station Don’t be jealous of the things I’ve done I’m taking you out with this rhyme—I don’t need a gun [Verse 4] My rhymes are dope, they’re not junk You’re just jealous, acting like a little punk Maybe you can’t even spell my name My rhymes hit hard and put yours to shame Don’t ever think of contacting me again I put you on the list of all my non-friends You shouldn’t have messed with me, now you regret it You shouldn’t have said those things—you just shouldn’t have said it Don’t be mad at me just because your girl’s ugly Now that I think about it, you also look fugly Keep trying to sing at those karaoke joints But don’t be shocked when people laugh and point They’ll say, “That’s that guy who had no faith in his friend” Now he’s up there all alone, and will be till the end [Outro] Keep on moving, I’m making my way No room for the past, I’ve got things to say
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