This is a song about "Amount"

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

This is fine dine take out

Tryin have a big amount

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

But no amount could amount to a rap that could damage me

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

Lemonade connoisseur life's lemons coming out

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

All because she said no to homecoming, demons running

But i told them every single day that i'd amount to something

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

All you want is a good amount of dough, and to shoot a bitch/