This is a song about "Move"

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

That ain't everyday low-level gangstas on stick and move,

Lyrics can come straight from within and make stone move/

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Mood constantly on the move

Took the van, went snatch her

So you better move over.

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

To improve there's always somebody out there with a better fucking move

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Real gangstas move in silence

Pain so much i can't move

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

It's check mate, and i'm ahead you with every move