This is a song about "Chasing a 100"

I make 100 millions without a robbery

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Ciroc cock got me shootin' up on a hot block

Straight out of my place, a chase, a race, i'm chasing, racing, pacing.

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

And i'm, up up, and away, so i'm feelin like a man today, though 100 grand to pay

Came from italybellisimo, was tha callyeah nigga i got versace

Turn into bitch ass niggasi'm sick of bein stuck in tha county jail

Inside a zoo for the entire world, when chasing his tail,

I summed it up in a verse my kelly rowland's waiting

Cardiac arrest, respiration, you'll be oxygen chasing

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

I race them down, a chasing call to praise the crown

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

But we all end up chasing change and a bitch