This is a song about "Chilling with homies"

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

A damn innocent bystander chilling with her friends

Chilling in the valley with sally eating lobster in an alley

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

V2: maybe she's chilling with rich kids and i can't compete

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

Chilling with my mates but i dont give a fuck about rotations

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

I see past there bullshit and there lies, plans bsckfires,im chilling with my manz getting higher