This is a song about "Bitchs that don t let go"

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

Me that i need and breath, if i let you go i'd be on my knees not knowing

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

She has these two perfect eyes that i can't let go of

Well, you fucking up, and truthfully i had enough

30 chains on, bet the light work

Let that ass perk, go berserk,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Beef: i hammer mine

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

And that goes for don, 420, justin, carl, great, and randy,

(sometimes you just gotta let it go, and turn that tight grip loose

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues