I think that it's time that you move on
Somebody tell these niggas that it's over
So pack it up and then move on
This time around it's only getting colder
Shawty sit your ass down
Shawty sit your ass down
You had your run, you had your run and now you're done
I think that it's time that you move on
Somebody tell these niggas that it's over

Vizzy
I get going when I go in, got bad bitches on my groin
Oh
You and that girl go out?
So
Why she about to go into that whip that I be rolling while video game controlling?
She posted up like she posing, my Lindsey but no Lohan
And my flow is Grey's Anatomy, for slow ones, man I body it
I'm on my Konami shit
One each punch, karate kicks
See my way like lobbyists or Gotti's kids
In all honestness
I'm quiet as Mouse with my Modestness
So catch up/ketchup like a condiment
You don't know my accomplishment
Taking over villages, burning down cottages
Selling out venues and panty raiding at colleges
Playing Raiden on Mortal Combat ain't even as shocking as this
Vizzy here, busy year, we raising our toasts
Up in that bread, like raisins in toast
Losing, I don't do that
I've been here, how could I move back to that city that I move at?
You new cats I think that

I think that it's time that you move on
Somebody tell these niggas that it's over
So pack it up and then move on
This time around it's only getting colder
Shawty sit your ass down
Shawty sit your ass down
You had your run, you had your run and now you're done
I think that it's time that you move on
Somebody tell these niggas that it's over