This is a song about "Bitchis aint sheet"

You aint going anywhere i aint gunna let go,

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

If you think you can meet me without a cheat sheet,

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

Hiding behind a sheet like i ghost wrote

See, if he read this sheet,

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Told me rep the city good keep the board moving

Aint no flows in the ring aint no reason to sing

What i'm wanting, and i'm trying to see something

That aint no good/ that aint no good/ you aint learned a thing

This aint your town, this aint your city

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

God mc oh my god you gotta see

This aint where you wanna be,