Ky-Mani Marley ft. P.M. Dawn - Gotta Be... Movin' On Up

We be movin' on up, (la,la,la,la,la) to the eastside Where I can do my bid in a fat ass crib in the sky We be movin' on up, (la,la,la,la,la) to the eastside And it looks like we're gonna get some cream from the pie Right, right Got to take some time to clear my mind Don't want to think about the problems Want to leave the west head up to the east side The way is block I need to get by Now life is a rocky road, on my shoulders got to bear the load And if I'm wrong I'm letting you know to throw the negative Thoughts overboard Hey mamma dry your teary eyes cause, I'm a do what I can do so we can get right by and- If I fall down I'm a get on up and make another try Up top I'm a find a place ain't gonna stop until, I see the pretty smile on your face So now you know, we be, we be, we be.... We be movin' on up, (la,la,la,la,la) to the eastside Where I can do my bid in a fat ass crib in the sky We be movin' on up, (la,la,la,la,la) to the eastside And it looks like we're gonna get some cream from the pie Right, right You ain't fresh uh, uh, nah baby Everybody wanna be a superstar baby I ain't get the dough to act like I'm better than you I just got things to do, oh lala, oui oui, freak, freak You say you want trendy, you say you want sheek And honey dips, rubbing on your money clip Hanging on your place, boardwalk and park place Acting all new look at you how you're living Meanwhile your style is played out like racism Me I'm fresh out of love is quite tragic When all they want to do is inspect my gadget And change a superman to clark kent All for the sake of fake amusement She said what do you consider fun? You can get it, get it (consider yourself done) We be movin' on up, (la,la,la,la,la) to the eastside Where I can do my bid in a fat ass crib in the sky We be movin' on up, (la,la,la,la,la) to the eastside And it looks like we're gonna get some cream from the pie Right, right Being trying these rocky roads for so long Still I can't hold on I'm trying to make that door move on Papa told me to stay strong Time has come for that change Here comes the sun, there goes the rain Take that first up to tommorow Laugh me, bring you joy to sorrow Now I'm gettin' my eyes, I'm crossin' my tears I'm movin' up and takin' care of my biz We be movin' on up, (looks like we be movin up) to the eastside Where I can do my bid in a fat ass crib in the sky We be movin' on up, (la,la,la,la,la) to the eastside And it looks like we're gonna get some cream from the pie Right, right