Moving Different
Oswin Benjamin Lyrics

I got problems I need answers
(I do)
Got some friendships round me feel way more Like cancer
(Them shits killing me for real)
Them same Ones Tell Me that I'm
Changing
(Ooh yeah)
(That's Crazy)
And there's some things
Somethings that I'm ok with. Mhm
I got problems
I give too much and don't think about the outcome
I felt pain that caused some changes
And that's one thing
One thing that I'm ok with

Let me talk My Shit Right quick
I been drinking and praying
Niggas got mad at the Damon
Ask Why and they draw blank man tried to close doors and I still found a way in
Ooh
Know The boy Speak Out Nowadays
Kindness mistaken for the weak Shit
Ima let foes bleed out nowadays
Tru Shit yeah
Say hello to the bad Guy
I'm that guy
Fuck a white collar this black neck Is more mandarin I never had ties
But I cut a nigga off quick
More Road Rage then the burning sage I ain't in to all of that shit
On sweet Baby Jesus
Grave Yard Shift For the work
I been practicing abstinence
Kept My distance From fuck Niggas When they penetrated establishments
Fore' social Distance I was Given niggas 6 feet
It ain't that Deep
Can you Dig It
Role reversal On urkels that rolled the stone On This lazerous
Sheesh
Hold on
See the kid worth
With no gold on
Hold on
Necks Turn Green Wearing chains Under water
I detect Fakes Through the sonar
Hold On
Bear witness to mood Switch bitch
I had to go polar
Cold Wit it
Made Snow wit it
Nigga mixed Jeezy With the Olaf
Oh God

I got problems I need answers
(I do)
Got some friendships round me feel way more Like cancer
(Them shits killing me for real)
Them same Ones Tell Me that I'm
Changing
(Ooh yeah)
(That's Crazy)
And there's some things
Somethings that I'm ok with
Mhm
I got problems
I give too much and don't think about the outcome
I felt pain that caused some changes
And that's one thing
One thing that I'm ok with

Ooh
Wow
Mastered the tongue without changing faces
Niggas turn Ipkiss off lip Service
And I ain't wit the masquerading
Shocking ain't it
Tried to Johnny cage him
And I ain't even get midway in
Black Charlie Chaplin
I started acting out
When they tried to silence my greatness on God
Feel Like Pac That night in side quad
I cheddar bob myself Too much
Jumpin The Gun Done left me with me scars
Yeah
Can I Talk My Shit niggas Don't Talk Like this
Huh
Keep it two Virgils they gone put a x on my back going off Like This
Black Enough to Get love in the hood
Black enough to make a Karen snitch
Jealousy done made ya boy a target
The red and khaki combo gottem sick
Sheesh
I Got problems and I need some answers
Why do I spend more time Research owning Sneakers
Then I do on owning my own masters
Why I care soo much about the people who end up
In the end to never matter
Why I care so much about the chatter from the mind who who just as fragile
Why I still feel like God
Even in madness
Niggas got mad when I cut off access
Then started moving backwards
I got...