Morals Over Motion Lyrics – D-Block Europe

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[Verse 1: Young Adz]
A thousand n!ggas home in one day, London’s frying
I’m in PIRANA with the sharks, touch my chain, ain’t dying
I can’t knock a n!gga trying, it’s the ones that don’t
The strongest n!ggas, you don’t think need it, need love the most
I heard the news, bro got grabbed and nearly crashed the Rolls
The asghar playing mind games, someone gotta grab these poles
Spent five million on the crib and I’m never at home
Just my lil lady all alone, she waiting for me in her robe
I got racks to collect, I’m all over the globe
I got some packs to collect, gotta grab the connect
I’m sipping dirty, slide her a bag for the rent
My akhs catch you in that A-cat, stab, stab and repent
I sold a lot of crack, I’m immune to the stench
No one ain’t asked what side I’m on, I ain’t used to the fence
This hammer hold twenty-three, I’ma call it Cench
This browning bad and boujee and she hold the skeng

[Chorus: Young Adz]
Southside where mummy work hard and there’s no fathers
My darg scored three times, I call him Cole Palmer
I needed all them L’s I took, it made me roll smarter
My young’un grew up fu*king freezing in that cold darkness
Too much motion, those steppers become a known target
It’s always morals over motion
Diving in that drinking water from her ocean
Pouring lean, she asking why I do not show emotion

[Verse 2: Dirtbike LB]
Told this b!tch I’d pick her up in Little Haiti
I bought my Glock a friend, he need a little matey
B!tch fu*king so good, I had to gate-keep
Fu*king with no glove ’cause my glocky don’t like safety
One time for the killers in my bloodline that have passed
I ain’t go and get rich and pay these killers for a pass
Ask me how I’m really feeling, right now, b!tch, I’m feeling dark
I got motion to the ceiling but I’m keeping most dark

Lately, I’m putting flames to the same static
Lately, I’m spitting flame with a plain Patek
N!ggas turning into shottas and they great at it
My n!gga put a thousand debts on the same palette
As far as this s*it goes, it been colder than Napoleon
And now it’s over, tell them, “It’s a pandemonium”
I’m in Toronto, getting love from Ethiopians
Baby Drac, I’m outta state, he told me keep a chrome on ’em

[Chorus: Young Adz]
Southside where mummy work hard and there’s no fathers
My darg scored three times, I call him Cole Palmer
I needed all them L’s I took, it made me roll smarter
My young’un grew up fu*king freezing in that cold darkness
Too much motion, those steppers become a known target
It’s always morals over motion
Diving in that drinking water from her ocean
Pouring lean, she asking why I do not show emotion