This is a song about "Shifting"

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

Shifting on and on through the grey.

But i’m praying in advance

You wont catch me shifting grams

With out swaying shifting limps.

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Hands shifting these sheets creating a complex language

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

I'm shifting gears, right in your ears, my rhymes are your biggest fear, so

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Not conceding, shifting to uplifting and that's why i came here for

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Pants shitting, scared, barely even shifting, i'm as sick as fourty children

Lifes shifting us in the shame direction/ they be like "let me walk with you"

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few