This is a song about "But"

I said i don’t give a fuck

Rhythms to write it in, but

But i could portray a gangster but i'll never do that

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

Nothing but misery

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Say what you wanna but

Nelson mandela ... there are but

What, what ... project shit what

You probably think i'm almost done but

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

But i cant help but like...

Jt: no one to hold her tight

Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale

Ebrious but hardly frail, tedious but always hail