This is a song about "Amount"

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

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

Account the amount we are paid

If i die before i wake

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I hope to live in a big house with a huge amount of space/

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional

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

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

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Tryin have a big amount

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

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