This is a song about "Criminals"

Some of us be fronting, some of us is really criminals

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

See the way we get portrayed as criminals, that ain't honest,

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

I don’t be stressed like relaxed muscles

To save criminals from miserables,

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

And it’s amazing and it’s crazy shady natures of criminals,

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

I'm feeling the same, all these criminals paid

And it’s amazing and it’s crazy shady natures of criminals,

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Criminals running from police doing barrel rolls and flips

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

I’m sick and tired of criminals, i’m locking up a nine,

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime