This is a song about "Amount"

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

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Tryin have a big amount

These sb's ain't never coming out

Can't forget the amount of words, flipping heck it's just absurd

This a different motor man better go to work

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

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

Educate yourselves, of africa

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

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional

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

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes