This is a song about "Baby show me love"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

It's shady, lazy, tell me baby

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

And show you that i love you

I reel them in, goadomes on see

And you know i love you baby

Just to show my love too astound,

I drive that all around

You were sent to show me love in a manner that nobody could,

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

I do it for the love of the show, i show it cause i love it

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Look inside my closet

Show a level of love for it