This is a song about "Amount"

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

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

Tryin have a big amount

Or know what its about

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Frown and a gun lit is all she could amount to confront with

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.

Even if the amount of money is so small

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

Of living in the ghettoyour mind gets twisted, just like a pretzelso it's time that i check out

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

No disrespect, you can't respect yourself then just get out

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

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