We be movin' on up to the east side
Where I can do my bid in a fat ass crib in the sky
We be movin' on up to the east side
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 blocked, 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'ma get on up and make another try
Up top, I'ma 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 to the east side
Where I can do my bid in a fat ass crib in the sky
We be movin' on up to the east side
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, la, la, 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 to the east side
Where I can do my bid in a fat ass crib in the sky
We be movin' on up to the east side
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 tomorrow
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 east side
Where I can do my bid in a fat ass crib in the sky
We be movin' on up to the east side
And it looks like we're gonna get some cream from the pie
Right, right