This is a song about "703"

My eyes are open now im seeing in a different manner

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Just tryna be one of the finest,

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Never been one to point fingers

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Will i die in my sleep or will i die of cancer

To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter

Unaware of the sucess that was on the horizon

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Aint concerned with the glitz and glamour or clickin cameras

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Yeah im in orbit like an astronaut

Fuck that job been around that block