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Moon Video (MV)




Performed By: JoeJas
Length: 2:29
Written by: Joseph James




JoeJas - Moon Lyrics
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Got the wheels on the pave as I push on
Always want the raw
Don't cushion
The truth and the fact
If you do suck my sack
Cause I don't need blinders
On my path
Still Llama to my pinky toe
Fit wet
Sink is broke
Progressed from the timid flows
Eating when the sesh a go
From vouchers
That I get from floors
And now a days
I don't really tend to go
Bacon on deck
That's a greasy board
Inspiration what I'm fiending for
Cause I never wanna lose it
F*ck the cheddar
I've been home more than ever
Eating cones with vanilla
With my hun she a tiller
Items on scan
Shows got the mic shook
Venting round a tight hook
But they don't pay attention
Focused on how I look
FL on everything
I'm not out of Brywood
Events not worried bout the quantity
But the quality
Of people who show up for me
And not begging stuff for free
And I know I'm gown eat
Man this talent is my cutlery
But
If you my homie don't lie to me
Tell me the truth
If you ain't f*ck with my shit
Ain't much I can do
My girl ain't f*ck with my sounds
And we still hella cool
So don't play me like a sensitive tool
So keep it a buck 50
If you in the cut with me
Instead of mood killing
While our trucks thinning
In the city grinning
With our shitty sinning
Mysterious
Like we post with Quentin
What a villain
But the mind change
When the story told
After perception sold
Homies had a civil war
Communication was on code
But I saw the outcome
And my presence
Dissolved
And I tend not to go where they post
And I need to find the buoyancy
To keep my self a float
And I found that
Inspiration
Came through where i lounge at
So it's more frequent
When I bounce tracks
With the cakes I'm facing
Stop procrastinating
Just to find my lane is vacant
Cause i ain't trying to do the style of the time
Just to know it's getting dated
She mad I ain't chase her
But I'm not to fond of alcohol
And sometimes I doubt if I can love at all
Young and selfish
I got salmon y'all
Just doing what I love
Seeing what my life is panning for
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Got the wheels on the pave as I push on
Always want the raw
Don't cushion
The truth and the fact
If you do suck my sack
Cause I don't need blinders
On my path
Still Llama to my pinky toe
Fit wet
Sink is broke
Progressed from the timid flows
Eating when the sesh a go
From vouchers
That I get from floors
And now a days
I don't really tend to go
Bacon on deck
That's a greasy board
Inspiration what I'm fiending for
Cause I never wanna lose it
F*ck the cheddar
I've been home more than ever
Eating cones with vanilla
With my hun she a tiller
Items on scan
Shows got the mic shook
Venting round a tight hook
But they don't pay attention
Focused on how I look
FL on everything
I'm not out of Brywood
Events not worried bout the quantity
But the quality
Of people who show up for me
And not begging stuff for free
And I know I'm gown eat
Man this talent is my cutlery
But
If you my homie don't lie to me
Tell me the truth
If you ain't f*ck with my shit
Ain't much I can do
My girl ain't f*ck with my sounds
And we still hella cool
So don't play me like a sensitive tool
So keep it a buck 50
If you in the cut with me
Instead of mood killing
While our trucks thinning
In the city grinning
With our shitty sinning
Mysterious
Like we post with Quentin
What a villain
But the mind change
When the story told
After perception sold
Homies had a civil war
Communication was on code
But I saw the outcome
And my presence
Dissolved
And I tend not to go where they post
And I need to find the buoyancy
To keep my self a float
And I found that
Inspiration
Came through where i lounge at
So it's more frequent
When I bounce tracks
With the cakes I'm facing
Stop procrastinating
Just to find my lane is vacant
Cause i ain't trying to do the style of the time
Just to know it's getting dated
She mad I ain't chase her
But I'm not to fond of alcohol
And sometimes I doubt if I can love at all
Young and selfish
I got salmon y'all
Just doing what I love
Seeing what my life is panning for
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Writer: Joseph James
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