This is a song about "Being turnt up"

To yearn for what you set out to be, they won't stop covering you up, being shady.

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

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I'm fucking fed up with my pockets being empty

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality

And if any of yall rappers being labeled just keep your lead up

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

Blow up and being in a position

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Your last man was semi pro

Im turnt up like a radio

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

You should lock me up for being so dope with a flow so cold

I'm so fed up of being hungry i treat rappad like it's lunchtime

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time