This is a song about "Different shades"

And bijies like im out and

This time its different

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

50 shades of clay, tons of reasons why i’m mr. may.

Than i pop a pill and swallow that shit with an almond joy

Got my shades on, i walk down the street and yes i'm a pretty boy

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

You niggas ain't harden, you readin them 50 shades of gray books

Ya, laid in the shades of the everglades, finally forever paid, wearing

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Throw on some gucci shades cuz im blazed and i call that shit high fashion.