This is a song about "Move the payload"

Talk or move but you all take bullet to the

Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga

Move from the past to the present on the train

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

The pen, it hits the paper, move mountains, the ink, it drips,

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Move fast break things that's the philosophy

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Me move to a higher level i'm just sitting on the steps

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

But most times darling the sequel sucks

He lying i’m on papers

Move around and spread the curse.