Moving Different

All that time I spent on you All that time I spent on you

Why'd you give me hell no?

I'm moving different, not the same what you critics used to

I made the name for myself, nigga, who the fuck you

Now I don't do it for the fame, but I do it for loot

I play my cards, right in life, and now they following suit

Now I don't need no pen and pad just to tell you my pain

With all that shit I've been in life, I'm surprised that I'm sane

I thought they loved me like a brother, but they treat me like Kane

The critics bit me in the back, I didn't notice they fangs