This is a song about "Catch no more"

Ima go until my arm's sore

Who shows her face no more

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

And that's word to my nigga bad boy

Or something that you paid for

I don't wanna live no more

I'm not afraid no more

Something worth dying for

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Miss you more with no bounce

Lower than my credit score

One day you'll be dead and no more

Now it's a catch 22 and this ain't no drill

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

No more sad song on pianos