This is a song about "Crowd"

When you doin the business, never follow the crowd

Yea and this is something to think about

The curtains have opened whilst the crowd is shouting out

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

So keep fronting till my peeps come

Crowd screaming like terio,"ooh, kill 'em!"

I be on some fly, rich nigga shit, steppin’ out

Freestyle to a beat if front of a crowd

But we can seek the one in the crowd

I go, in when i start putting words out

For the loud crowd who brought razors

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse