This is a song about "Amount"

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Lyrics slur from my mouth, fuckas watch closely as it occurs with a limited amount

Rust from the amount that pile up, never to touch and filled with blood.

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

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

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

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

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Mother could care less , i never could amount to shit,

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

Better hope you can handle the amount of beef in ten cattle

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal