This is a song about "Around th"

// [but what comes around goes around]

Yeahi tell my niggas pick the target out

Life, i live, can't fuck around

Walking on the ground

Imma show you how this shit is done in 5th

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

Alienated by everything around.

We wake up, i go to work, she leave out

Meek milly racked up racked out

Till i turned that bitch around

I drive that all around

I must go like fly route

Everyone around laughed

Fucking hoes, no strings attached

Can't decide, take em out

Bottles be popping around