This is a song about "Walking"

Get yours; you know what this about

Inviting guess i'm walking out

I only got four minutes

And quit walking with ur hips,

And it's breaking me down, watching the world spin round

And laugh at these idiots walking around

Vision distorting, voices start #talking, barely walking,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

No time to sit i've been walking for miles, bought my own kicks walking in style

You'd be walking a fine line

Tree pine, now, do the tree pine

First off congratulations on the win

In a private jet while i'm walking in

To this day, the game, will never be the same

Walking straight in confidence, got my pimp game