This is a song about "Broke niggas with no life"

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life

I told myself i'd live with no regrets even if my life comes to a sudden death.

And i can see our world is dying, money and power's changing us

No broke niggas in my circle we at the top , ill body yo ass and have choppa dropped

Some love makin' and homecookin'i'll see ya laterit don't take alot to keep a nigga hard

You niggas aint got no hoes

Live from the lamont's rose

All these niggas is broke shit

I put the nigga in his casket

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

But shit i ain't with her no more not in this life