This is a song about "Moving on and becoming successful"

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Who you were becoming

I'm moving in for the kill, and i've got the trap set,

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

Sipping out a cup, a concoction for cruising

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

They're still hustlers on the fast track moving asap kid,

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

Moving on to better things, to better us, it better bring

Now she attentive, i bet she listen to everything

Insincere when standing alone/ heart beating/ becoming stale and frantic/

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Now i'm on the road and moving so i can spread my music