This is a song about "Buying used cars at i n motors"

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars

And i park cars i don't pay for the meter,

You ever paid attention in there? me either

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

Denying my skill but i will not be buying your lies

I don't care about the nice cars and shoes with the leather,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

You can keep the fast cars, i just want a level head

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

People look at me n say thats what i wanna be,

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Influence i used to fight with

Or know them testament verses