This is a song about "Both"

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

Cause both ways you be packing

As i walk down this wicked road. as i do it both.

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Both dreams got different parts

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

Just take control if you can

Both: this the perfect plan

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Both, my soul and heart up in it

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

Both, my soul and heart up in it

Both of them were just wishing

I'm doing the same thing

Out of control, and suck the joy out of them both,

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes