This is a song about "Amount"

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

No disrespect, you can't respect yourself then just get out

Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb

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

Of living in the ghettoyour mind gets twisted, just like a pretzelso it's time that i check out

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

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

But no amount could amount to a rap that could damage me

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

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

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Rust from the amount that pile up, never to touch and filled with blood.

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him