This is a song about "Ballin with g s"

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

That s protein rich/im a monster i conquer with a mic n a stick/real nice

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Rioting with two .45's on me residing to the side of me like body guards who'd fight for me//

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

With a little bit of passion

I'm the coldest out ballin

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

And my posse they are with me so don't cry you shit g

Promise you g, fuck with bees you will be stung something mean

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

While scheming on hits

Ballin like some young kings