This is a song about "Bullies g"

Do i shoot 'n' attack like done to deal with bullies?

You just want jewelry and all them fuckin shopping sprees

Bullies keep pickin on me

Third ward general, young cash money

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

But i learned from the best bullies

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Now that am no longer b i g

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

Go and diss me you're history missing g

As those bullies played there sick and twisted game,

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

We came.. way too far pretty baby

We call each other homie g,

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

But they can't do nothing to a g/