This is a song about "Bro you"

Yearnin for somethin greater, soul searchin in this dull hole full a haters

Knb bro fuck the haters, they traitors, tryna control you like they some dictators

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

So stop it bro cause you don't know what the fuck i have been through,

Bro do you have something to say? i'm a receiver and also a sender,

Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever

Bro look at your face its a disgrace, to humanity, you look like you hit third

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired

Bro you are a lame ass faggot, stop posting peoples names

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

See all these hating niggas went from eff you to you suck bro

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

You bout the issue bro, cus ive been though more shit then a tissue roll.

Before a bare-handed, fight, and kill you, bro.

Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show