4:45 Keep it Moving by Mehdi Cee and Reckonize Real Lyrics
It ain't hard to tell
I'm in the middle of little Italy
Fiddling with sugar packs
To get the best consistency
Of sugar and coffee
It's 4:45
Add some sambuca
Some more before we ride
Call my man Luca
He said his door around 9
So pick him up
His whip is stuck
Instead of scoring wine
We'll grab it on the way
I got 4 hours to kill
And if I stay up at the bar
And drive later might be ill
Va bene
Fai che cazzo vuoi
We laugh and hang up
I roll a fatso for the void
Grab a cornetto
Cause I gotta avoid
The munchies when I punch me
With this fatty up in the thyroid
Drive to the spot
Lock the whip and start walking
It's live and it's hot
Puff a choke and start coughing
The budder makes me shatter
Waxed straight upon my ass
Eat a little CBD
To balance the impasse
It's all good
Creative juice flowing
Freestyling on the phone
While Reckonize provide the moment
The water running rolling
On it's path straight opposing
Similarly to me
When I'm rhyming on my roaming
Decided to pack my bags
Make my way to bigger Italy
With intentions to live my second half
In a different kind of industry
The food is better coffee's better
View is better best
On a permanent vacation
Still hunting for these checks
Arrived just in time
For the quarantine dream
The vibe kinda down
Got no warranty see
I can't complain to God
When the situation shitty
So I'm connecting all my elements
That I'm bringing to your city
Linked with a crew
Introduced by baby boo
Marshall, Tab, Lopeluccia
So I can maybe name a few
The peace brothers, Mister
Santilli sister witcha
Chiara and Francesca
By far the best singers
Boss, Buster Rant
The whole Verdementa crew
I can't appreciate enough
How y'all made me one of you
You never know the road
You may take when you take it
So I never fake the funk
Wherever my ass is stationed
I'm calling Reckonize
With some overseas steez
Just to tempt him for a visit
At the Italian family
(vieni a mangiare!)
We gotta keep going gotta gotta keep goin' x 2
NEXT!
I'm in the middle of little Italy
Fiddling with sugar packs
To get the best consistency
Of sugar and coffee
It's 4:45
Add some sambuca
Some more before we ride
Call my man Luca
He said his door around 9
So pick him up
His whip is stuck
Instead of scoring wine
We'll grab it on the way
I got 4 hours to kill
And if I stay up at the bar
And drive later might be ill
Va bene
Fai che cazzo vuoi
We laugh and hang up
I roll a fatso for the void
Grab a cornetto
Cause I gotta avoid
The munchies when I punch me
With this fatty up in the thyroid
Drive to the spot
Lock the whip and start walking
It's live and it's hot
Puff a choke and start coughing
The budder makes me shatter
Waxed straight upon my ass
Eat a little CBD
To balance the impasse
It's all good
Creative juice flowing
Freestyling on the phone
While Reckonize provide the moment
The water running rolling
On it's path straight opposing
Similarly to me
When I'm rhyming on my roaming
Decided to pack my bags
Make my way to bigger Italy
With intentions to live my second half
In a different kind of industry
The food is better coffee's better
View is better best
On a permanent vacation
Still hunting for these checks
Arrived just in time
For the quarantine dream
The vibe kinda down
Got no warranty see
I can't complain to God
When the situation shitty
So I'm connecting all my elements
That I'm bringing to your city
Linked with a crew
Introduced by baby boo
Marshall, Tab, Lopeluccia
So I can maybe name a few
The peace brothers, Mister
Santilli sister witcha
Chiara and Francesca
By far the best singers
Boss, Buster Rant
The whole Verdementa crew
I can't appreciate enough
How y'all made me one of you
You never know the road
You may take when you take it
So I never fake the funk
Wherever my ass is stationed
I'm calling Reckonize
With some overseas steez
Just to tempt him for a visit
At the Italian family
(vieni a mangiare!)
We gotta keep going gotta gotta keep goin' x 2
NEXT!