作词 : Maurice Shadee Clarke
作曲 : Fabrice Ferrando
If I don't have much
I got these words and similies
That you always
Seem to twist and word differently
I mean who don't know our history
And we still had chemistry
But you got another nigga 'round my child like
I ain't gon' walk her down that aisle
That shit is foul
'Cause I'm not around
But Mama need lovin' too
I see how you get down
Know this situation like the back of my hand
'Cause when Dad was gone
Mom's found her a new man, and
I got used to callin' that nigga Pops
Take me for a cruise just to ride around the block
Chill up in my room and teach me how to box
Sent me, all them letters when
He was in the system
Showed me a few things I would never tell my Mom
'Cause loyalty's forever
Got that tatted on my arm
True story

The way I was made, way I was made

Haven't seen me in days
Still wake up to my face
There's some things and some bonds
That you could never replace
That you could never break
No matter how you try to manipulate
The situate, it's real or fake
If you really take the time aside to seek through it but
Thank you for this notion and vibe for sweet music
At all time high, at your worst, keep doin'
Bullshit stirs in the pot, and keeps brewin'
You dropped the ball on us
Then you dropped the ball on trust
Put that ring on you finger
And was still ****in' up but
If I could leave the past
Then you could leave the past
Just, don't be wit' my daughter
Actin' like I ain't her Dad
I had you on that first night
I knew you was too fast
Always ask for something
That you knew you couldn't have
Swervin' in the fast lane, yo
Ease up on the gas
But it's too late to recognize
It really wasn't that bad
When you think about it

The way it was laid

[Chorus]
It's the way that we move, its the way that we are
It's the way that we move, it's the way that we move
x3

[Bridge]
The most high, just anotha day in the life...