This is a song about "9"

Livin on a yacht yeah maritime

I spit murder, every bar is a crime

Don't give a fuck, litter life

Every day from 9 to five

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

9 milli or the ruger

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

With a 9 in the belt

Lombardi time; dizee off that grime

Welcome to organized crime

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

I need it my way, i need 9 trays

For about 9 years exact

600 benz, house six hundred grand