This is a song about "Amount"

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

That you need to set a curfew to the amount of bullshit beefs you fuse.

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

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

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

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

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

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

Even if the amount of money is so small

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra