This is a song about "Amount"

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional

Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Pop it back stick it out

Tryin have a big amount

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

They hatin'/ saying i ain't amount to nothing well your right i should simply embrace it

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

Alright, yeah, nigga, i was in the mall

Even if the amount of money is so small