This is a song about "Country life"

Must be something you want me to see

Hustle for dis country money

Sitting on name brand and u sitting on some shit thats not even in this country

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

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Too smart to die for a country that dont love me

Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit

This country, black and white, its split

- - and now look, a crumbled country thin on prodigies,

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

That happen to act like a black president

Im hardcore, your only that country dump

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

The ones you trust to lead your country are lethal people

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money