This is a song about "Hunting niggas moving bricks"

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

What i'm wanting, and i'm trying to see something

At the bank of braavos is where i'm hunting funding

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Someone you love but stay focused and moving

All this weight im moving

I'm the sushi king

She literally shit bricks/

And the v12, that's on various trips

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

Only way up out this life is movin a couple bricks

My reasons are preaches hunting on societys feeble demons

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

I'm hunting these wimps, one after another

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her