This is a song about "Beautiful young girls"

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

Got to the end of the tunnel

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

Beautiful sky ogopogo mythology lie

Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die

With beautiful music, just like him.

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Wrap your words in beautiful manner

Becuase these sweet lies are even more beautiful

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble