This is a song about "Slangin and moving"

Nigga, fuck the world

Keeping me moving forward

You stood me up and i understand

Im moving so fast im moving right past,

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

Moving pounds wit aggression

Well baby bot there ain't no question

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Tree is moving because its windy

No role models, except for them dudes slangin pounds

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house