This is a song about "Movement"

I use it and abuse it, yo this music, it's a movement,

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Now that's what you call a game

They movement shit, that's a potty train

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

And drastic movement of people acting stupid

But a bullet through you would excel for the movement of cells

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself

Unknowing lawmen will hereby make me a movement

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

He told me stop fuckin around like a movement of occupants/

Ha, i'm super freaky, no top on the ghini, no flaw in my diamonds

Start a fucking movement maybe spark a revolution

I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him