This is a song about "50 shades of gray"

I don't let that stress me out, i don't need my hairs turning gray.

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

I don't want fans to see the darkness bitch even white has 50 shades of black/

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

In perpetual brownout, seeing davis, gray scenes

Everything picture perfect suddenly becomes gray,

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

My minds astray, my hearts finally gray

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

You niggas ain't harden, you readin them 50 shades of gray books

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

Got on my darkest shades, this man is made

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Walking around with two different sets of shades on,