This is a song about "Zip in the bag moving it fast"

She said she wanna man, told her im real rap

I go find it and cut it up and tie up the bag

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Im moving so fast im moving right past,

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Backing up, like the fool you are jumping in front of a moving truck

I'm longer than em: i ain't talking no rockin republic

Change the pace in which we moving give them something

They rooting for me, they say a nigga buzzing

Don't mean to brag, but i've got the future title in the bag/

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

Letting off two different choppers at the same damn time

Keep it moving with the pine, yeah its my time to shine

Thieves lurking in the dark like poltergeist, moving pieces of my brain

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game