This is a song about "Ciara g"

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

Now that am no longer b i g

On they twitter writing novels, see

We call each other homie g,

Third ward general, young cash money

You niggas be ballin, but can't ball on me, like a g

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

You under me what's your color g?

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Yeah, it's all natural baby

Shady, fifty, d.r.e., d o double g,

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and